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Life and it's infinite joys

Interesting things in Tracey's life...very interesting. I'm not dating anyone special and honestly...I like it that way. At least for now. Maybe someday I will be open to looking at finding that one person who makes my heart beat just a little faster and puts a smile on my face at the mere thought of his name. I just don't want to settle for any man for the sake of having a man. Too many women do that. I've had a couple of friends who have done that exact thing and while I'm no longer friends with either of them...I can't help but think that they are not happy in the choices they have made. I just don't see how they can be when neither of them took time out to heal their wounded soul after very bitter divorces. To have a healthy relationship...one must be healthy within their heart, mind and spirit. Until that happens...the relationship is doomed to fail because the baggage is still rotating on the baggage carousel. I want to buy new baggage with a new man. All shining and clean. Nothing that has been beat to hell.

I've been looking at a house and I have qualified for a loan to purchase it. I just need to get some things cleared up and I will be a HOMEOWNER!!! First time in my life. Scary but yet I'm completely excited about it. My very own place. A place where I can create a loving, healthy sanctuary for me and my girls. No more trailers!!! Life is at an amazing place for me right now. I can only see it getting better. :)

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