My life has taken a positive change since my divorce four years ago. My ex husband decided he no longer wanted to be married and left a break up note on the kitchen table. Fortunately I had inner strength from some spiritual books I was reading at that time. So along with the tears, I somehow knew things happened for good reasons and that I would find a better path.
I was and still am an instrumental music teacher with the violin being my major instrument in college. I had always wanted to perform in a rock band and when I was living alone, I found a job posted on the internet for a fiddler in a Shania Twain tribute band. The band was fun and we had several terrific gigs. But after two years, the lead singer moved to Florida and the band broke up. Currently I'm playing folk music in a string band in New Jersey.
Soon I wanted to start dating again and I went on match.com. My closest girlfriend had found her lifetime partner this way and so I figured I would try it too. I met Mark, my current husband on match.com. In the first several e-mails our dogs wrote to eachother. I owned a tan and white papillion and Mark owned an English sheep dog. I found out that Mark likes to fly airplanes and I like flying also. For my fortieth birthday, Mark bought me a flying lesson and I was able to fly over New York City.
About eight months ago Mark was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and through a friend, we found an excellent doctor who deals with nutrition as an aid to healing. Mark has been on a special diet and hasn't felt any symptoms since he started the program.
Our goal is to someday own a campsite for kids that would offer music lessons, art, drama, dancing, yoga, swimming, hiking etc.. We recently took a trip to Arkansaw and found a beautiful location and maybe someday when we retire our dream could come true.
I'm grateful to all my friends and family that have been there for me during the divorce and I'm grateful for the love between Mark and myself. I know that now I'm on a terrific path and living fully in the moment each day of my life.
-- Gail Frantz