My adventure was a turning point in many ways. I let go of a lot of emotions. I cried a lot of tears. The strength of a group of women of faith cannot ever be overestimated. The spiritual connection guided me through the narrow doorway into the next phase of this ride I am on, even as I am trying to rebuild my ride. 

The days that followed were good ones but as the week went on I struggled with doing the right thing for me, with letting go and detaching from the unhealthy things in my life. I did what I was told, though.

I listened to the wise voices in my life, especially since they all said the same things. And I continued to detach. I found it gets easier once the first big step is taken.

Every now and then I look at the rubble, just to remind myself of the good times on that ride. There were good times, many of them. And there are such good lessons I learned during the time that I will carry forward with me. 

But I have been thinking about the rebuilding process. Do I really want to build a roller coaster? Probably not. But what should I build? I have no idea... especially since life is a roller coaster no matter what I build.