Day Zero....or Day One, depending on how you look at it.

Today is finally here...the culmination of months and years of waiting. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I'm sitting in a hotel room...blogging. No, it's not because I became obsessed (who, me?) and couldn't turn the computer off. Quite the opposite, in fact. After tossing and turning for the past six hours, I have finally given up sleeping as a bad job. I needed to get up in an hour, anyway.... might as well spend it productively, aye?

In about two hours, I'll be leaving here to start the final leg of my old life. My New Life will be waiting to be picked up, you see, and we'll be heading home. To Tennessee.

There are no words that I can type to adequately describe my joy. We have been through so much over the course of our lives, he and I, especially in the past ten years. But the struggle has helped us grow stronger.... individually, and as a couple. There have been incredible life lessons learned in that time....hard won, and yet, if I had the option, I could choose no other path than the one I've been on. It's been worth every second of the pain we've gone through to get to this point.

The hard times are not over, of this I'm sure. But the bad times....oh, yes. After what we've been through, the rest should be a walk in the park. It is said that our struggles help us grow strong. If that is so, then we should never have cause to doubt that we are strong enough to weather any storm that might come our way in the future.

To all our loving, supportive friends and family, without whom we could never have made it to this point....we love and appreciate each of you, and we thank you all, from the bottom of our hearts.

And to the Love of my Life...welcome to a Brave New World.