It took me 54 years to find my place in life. Grew up with parents that embarrassed me to death & constantly fought with them. Got married to a guy I stayed with for 33 years which was just a continuation of the hell I felt with my parents & fought constantly with him. I thought by that time it was me who had the problem until I left him. Moved 2100 miles away to where I knew no one...start over time. Figured if the problem followed then it had been me all those years....if not I could do a clean start over.

I wandered to the perfect place..surrounded by the most wonderful people & have found out all those years it wasnt me who had the problem but I had become dysfunctional trying so hard to function around dysfunctional people all my life. God definitely guided me to the perfect place in my life to grow & learn starting at the age of 54, love where I wandered to. Have been able to find the me that seemed lost all my life & loving it....never too late