When the children moved on with their lives, she looked at the stranger that she had lived with for thirty one years and made the decision to leave him. He had no respect for their marriage and she knew that he resented her because he had no one else to blame. She had endured his drinking, cheating and verbal abuse for too long. She blamed herself because she should have listened to the little voice inside her head that had told her not to marry him long ago. As a young woman, she had given up her dream to go to college to become a doctor because she thought that he needed her to deal with his parents death. She had tried so hard to make him better but she realized that she had allowed him to use the unfortunate circumstances as an excuse to waste his own life.
She walked out the door leaving everything behind except for a few personal belongings. She had saved enough money to move to the city where she intended to start again. At fifty one she knew that it was just a matter of time, before she would recreate her own life. She dyed her hair, put on some lipstick and faced her fears.
“You must do the thing you think you cannot do.”
~ Eleanor Roosevelt