I’m Laura, and I live in Austin with my daughter and two cats. My ex-husband and I divorced earlier this year, and I’ve found myself single and living on my own for the first time in 14 years. On a near-daily basis I vacillate between utter joy and utter fear about a dozen times.
I’m trying to embrace and celebrate the new path in front of me. If you had asked me 10 years ago where I saw myself in the future, there is no way my answer would have included the words “Texas,” “divorced,” or “running,” but such is life. One thing I’ve learned, and hope to carry with me always, is that I have no idea what’s going to happen next.