What my Home meant to Me

I think when we go through divorce, we all want to make sure we're successful and prove that we can move forward. For me, it was showing I could still maintain my business, own beautiful things, laugh with the most friends, and finally, reside in a loving home. I found my "home" 2 years after my divorce. Before that, I had lived in a 800sq ft apt (after living in 2500sf home with "him".)
It was out in the country- 5 acres of peace and quiet, and oh yeah, big and beautiful. For the last 2 years, I've finally been home. I know my family love my home (I mean, they have been here for a holiday or two). Friends enjoy it- the party's, the hot tubs and misc social gatherings. And even if 300 days of the year its just me and a dog, its been our "home".
Today I decided to leave my home. It was time. Opportunity knocked (well, kinda more like baseball bat to the temple)...and in a matter of 24hours, I'd written my plan to vacate notice. Who ever thought that would end up being the hardest email ever? Wow, talk about one of the saddest moves ever. But Iknow it will be positive, and already I'm excited for great new things to come...In my new home.