<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:35:49.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding strength from within</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a single girl trying to find strength in a major life change and strength to do it all alone.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-153120141001582919</id><published>2008-11-25T15:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:17:04.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>19 months later...</title><summary type='text'>I feel the need to blog today. I doubt anyone reads this anymore, but you know what? I’m ok with that. This is more for me than for anyone else. I like looking back and reading where I’ve been and just how far I’ve come.I last left off in April, just after closing on my house. I moved in on May 24, just like I had planned. I loved living there – it truly was one of the best things I’ve ever done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/153120141001582919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=153120141001582919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/153120141001582919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/153120141001582919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2008/11/19-months-later.html' title='19 months later...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-4201069169219106567</id><published>2007-04-19T09:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:31:31.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><summary type='text'>I’m a home owner!  I closed on the house yesterday afternoon.  I thought I was going to get writers’ cramps from signing my name so many times, but I was expecting that.  It was a pretty painless process overall.  It’s amazing how much electronic communication has really changed the way business is done.  I never even met my mortgage broker until after I finished signing the papers!  We had done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4201069169219106567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=4201069169219106567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/4201069169219106567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/4201069169219106567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-8893860560628921938</id><published>2007-03-16T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:01:33.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found</title><summary type='text'>Hi.  It’s me again.  Things are going pretty well.  Spring is right around the corner.  I’ve been out taking walks again and that always makes me happy.  I’ve been house hunting too.  Ever since my first divorce I promised myself that I would own my own home by 2007.  I’m happy to report that I’ve been able to keep that promise.  I found a house yesterday, put an offer in and they accepted it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8893860560628921938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=8893860560628921938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/8893860560628921938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/8893860560628921938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2007/03/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-722234685126479482</id><published>2007-01-14T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:29:20.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><summary type='text'>How does one find an identity?  I seem to have lost mine.  Or maybe I never really had one to begin with…at least not the one I am supposed to have.  When I finished high school, I had just started dating ex-husband #1.  I started in college (local), but it wasn't long before I went from full-time status down to part-time status.  I moved in with my then boyfriend and before the time I would have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/722234685126479482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=722234685126479482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/722234685126479482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/722234685126479482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2007/01/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-6983788344925800598</id><published>2006-12-04T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:36:57.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and such...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I’m surviving.  I figured I would, it just sucked for a bit.  But, I’m back on top of the world, enjoying life, having a great time, going out, experiencing life, etc., etc., etc.  I sound like I’m faking it, but really, I’m not.  Things are good for me right now.    I saw my doctor last month.  We discussed my pain issue.  She thinks going to a continuous BC pill will help, so she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/6983788344925800598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=6983788344925800598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/6983788344925800598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/6983788344925800598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-and-such.html' title='Updates and such...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-527621781454386159</id><published>2006-11-12T21:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:45:18.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice needed</title><summary type='text'>So, I need your opinion.  I know there are only 3 or 4 who read this, but input would be greatly appreciated.  So, my endo is coming back and it’s causing some discomfort with intimate relations.  Hell, who am I kidding – at times it effing hurts!  So, I’m wondering if I should do anything about it.  Would it be bad to have another cleaning surgery – I don’t want to have too many of those for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/527621781454386159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=527621781454386159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/527621781454386159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/527621781454386159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/11/advice-needed_3876.html' title='Advice needed'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-4096277888145941417</id><published>2006-10-21T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:27:16.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for that strength again</title><summary type='text'>I did it before, I can do it again.  I hadn’t updated lately because like so many of the other blogs I read, the writers generally do not update when things are going well.  Things in my life seemed to be going really well.  G and I were moving along at a reasonable pace.  We spent a weekend in Cedar Point and were getting ready to go spend a week on the beach in Cancun a week from today.  But…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/4096277888145941417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=4096277888145941417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/4096277888145941417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/4096277888145941417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/10/looking-for-that-strength-again.html' title='Looking for that strength again'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-8095727740389906697</id><published>2006-09-07T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:28:53.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The door is closed</title><summary type='text'>I had a talk with G the other night.  Now, before I get in to the details, I want to share that he’s already told me that he had the big V after his last child was born.  It wasn’t something he necessarily wanted to do, but felt pressure to do it from his ex-wife.  He also told me that he is open to the idea of a reversal.    So, the other night, I finally told him about my infertility.  I told </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/8095727740389906697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=8095727740389906697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/8095727740389906697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/8095727740389906697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/09/door-is-closed.html' title='The door is closed'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-7991790817702528090</id><published>2006-08-23T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:24:10.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better each day</title><summary type='text'>Well now, a lot has happened since the last time I updated, or at least it feels like a lot has happened.  I went out on date #2 with new guy (G).  We went to dinner, to a baseball game and then just hung out for a while.  We had a great time.    I went on my week long business trip that took me to 6 different states in 7 days.  It was exhausting, but very good (and possibly even fun).  The fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/7991790817702528090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=7991790817702528090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/7991790817702528090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/7991790817702528090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/08/better-each-day.html' title='Better each day'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115506054781564391</id><published>2006-08-08T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:09:07.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Healed</title><summary type='text'>Well, not completely, but damn I’ve never felt better.  I mentioned in my first post (just scroll down and read…I’m too lazy to link and there’s only been a few posts since) that I made some stupid mistakes during and after my divorce that I have been trying to get over.  Well, this weekend some stuff went down and I think I am finally over all that garbage once and for all.  It’s definitely nice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115506054781564391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115506054781564391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115506054781564391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115506054781564391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/08/healed.html' title='Healed'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115331478183588332</id><published>2006-07-19T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T09:13:01.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Square One</title><summary type='text'>OG1, 2, 3 and 4 are all out.  I’m back to square one.     OG1 – Like I’ve mentioned before, he was a goober.  I stopped communicating with him a week or two ago.    OG2 – I think I could have liked him.  We were working on setting up date #2 and finally had one set when he e-mailed me last night and said that he was starting to get a little more serious with another person he met online and didn’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115331478183588332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115331478183588332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115331478183588332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115331478183588332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/07/square-one.html' title='Square One'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115229360180551266</id><published>2006-07-07T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:35:14.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch, Bitch, Bitch</title><summary type='text'>That is what my friend, the jackass, is doing to me lately because I haven’t put a new post up.  Like she has room to talk, Ms.-Post-Every-Month-Or-Longer.  Sheesh.      I suppose I have had a lot going on though.  Loser guy? So last season.  I’m so over him.  What a relief.    OG1 – We don’t talk anymore.  It’s probably for the best.  I can only handle being called “silly girl” so many times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115229360180551266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115229360180551266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115229360180551266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115229360180551266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/07/bitch-bitch-bitch.html' title='Bitch, Bitch, Bitch'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115143312849023065</id><published>2006-06-27T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:32:08.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swings</title><summary type='text'>Oh what a difference 24 hours can make.  Or could it have been the chat session I had with online guy #1 (OG1)? The phone number I got from online guy #2 (OG2)?  What about the date I got from online guy #3 (OG3)?  Yeah, they may have had some role in my mood change.    OG1 is a goober.  But, he made me laugh.  I needed to laugh.  I’m not sure much will come from these conversations – he seems a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115143312849023065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115143312849023065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115143312849023065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115143312849023065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/06/mood-swings.html' title='Mood swings'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115131833919149963</id><published>2006-06-26T06:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:38:59.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still searching for that strength</title><summary type='text'>I hate him.  I hate him for the way he makes me feel.  I hate him for the way he pretended he cared when he never did.  I hate him because I miss him.  Well, the him he pretended to be – not the real him.  There were two sides to this one – I got plenty of the good before I started seeing the truth.  I am glad I finally saw the truth before I got sucked in even more.  But all that has done now is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115131833919149963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115131833919149963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115131833919149963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115131833919149963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-searching-for-that-strength.html' title='Still searching for that strength'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115082170819891706</id><published>2006-06-20T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:41:48.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing is therapeutic</title><summary type='text'>More so than I ever realized before.  I think when I had my infertility blog, I felt like I was so insignificant in a large group of people going through the same thing.  I know there are many other people going through divorces right now, but I don’t see many blogs talking about it.  So now when I write, I feel like I am saying something different than every body else and not just nodding my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115082170819891706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115082170819891706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115082170819891706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115082170819891706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/06/writing-is-therapeutic.html' title='Writing is therapeutic'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29951382.post-115074675545114996</id><published>2006-06-19T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:43:13.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><summary type='text'>Ok, now for some real updates...I honestly don't even know where to begin.  Somehow, I snapped out from the fog that I was living in and realized the man I was married to was nothing but a selfish, temper tantrum throwing jerk.  I had lived so long with the dream of a baby and a family that I was completely blind to the true man he was. I said enough.I filed for divorce on 4/12/06 and the divorce</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115074675545114996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29951382&amp;postID=115074675545114996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115074675545114996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29951382/posts/default/115074675545114996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strengthandserenity.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11976655672663948464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v52/bab250/Beth-Svelte.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
