More and more every day I thank God and the Universe for taking my ex out of my life.
Every day I find ever more reasons that cement how right that event was.
Tonight for example, as I walked back to my apartment with my dinner for one (falafel deluxe), I thought, "Wow. To think that right now I might be in an apartment in Alameda, applying to a masters program I might not want to finish after all, having never started my company, living with a man who clearly is wrong for me."
To see how I narrowly avoided a misstep because of my submission to Divine intervention - Christians would assert this is God's grace in action - makes me thankful once again that I made that timely agreement.
So once more, I am so grateful that that relationship did not work out and that I am no longer blind.