Wow, over four years ago now, but I remember it like it was yesterday. It was the holiday season 2003, I was still married and in the process of losing over 100 pounds. The night that triggered that event, I will surely write about. This trigger is about a girl.

Naming the person isn’t necessary, those who know me, they know who it was. Who she is is not important. At that time, it could have been anyone. Anyone I would allow myself to feel the way I did, she just happened to be the lucky winner.  Congratulations, you’ve joined my tattoo ring of honor.

It’s really cool. Symbolic of the women who changed my life at a time when it needed changing. A halo represents the good that has come from their association. Whether they knew it or not, believed it or not, or even care for that matter, my life changed as a result of knowing them. I can think of a few more people to add someday.

In my mind, the girl who did the most was also the most unobtainable. She was not who I thought she was. As a matter of fact, she was the total opposite. I don’t fault that to her at all. In other words, it’s my fault for thinking that someone is not what I think.

The good and bad part about it was that it made me realize how unhappy I was in my marriage. There is no point in getting into why, I don’t think either one of us felt it was worth putting forth a whole lot of effort. The bad part was realizing something that we had started would not get finished according to the original plans. It was a tough pill to swallow.

So once again, I have to be thankful for what was my trigger to freedom. Without that, I might still be married.