The Next Chapter & Brocantess Closes

2011-10-24T06:26:00.000-04:00

Hello Lovelies,

The wedding is behind me.

Flowers are not necessarily a part of the civil marriage process in France. I however, opted to stop on the way and buy a bouquet. My friend looked at me as if I was crazy. I walked up to my normal floral stand and said that I was getting married in 30 minutes and wanted a small bouquet made from the pale pink roses next to me. The florist looked at me....I was standing there in the wedding dress that I made and embellished with pieces from the brocante, hair and makeup done..... wearing pale pink Havaina flip flops :) We assured her that the gray silk Manolo Blahnik's waiting in the car would replace my existing footwear as she set off to tie up the flowers. What came back was absolute perfection....

The ceremony was beyond what I expected. The space was filled to the point that people were standing along the aisles and doorway. The mayor was a kindred soul. My marriage ceremony was not the normal one.....and it was not of my request. This lovely man spoke of love, the journey ahead, focusing on my new husband's and my life together. When he declared the marriage, a thundering sound erupted...our family and friends behind us were on their feet. It filled both of our hearts.

The dinner that followed was filled with candle light, food, family and friends. My friend that hosted the dinner created a cake that is not normal in France. I walked in and saw the 2 silhouettes about to be placed on the cake and almost cried. I had showed them to my friend only days before on a blog....neither of us had shared that photo with the caterer.....again, absolute perfection.

The next day was a brunch hosted in the country at a family member's home. We wandered through the maze of hedges that form the front lawn, strolled underneath the branches of the massive trees that are so large that they almost dust the ground and smelled the blooming roses blooming on the grounds that were scented of old vines.....heaven.

Here is where the story begins again.

Here is where it ends.

The same people that were intent on destroying my life are at it again. Malicious comments, copying of blog content, spamming followers....all the same methods are being tried again. The fact that I have been married twice before has been twisted into something horrible. The ending of marriages to a man that cheated for 5+ years, including advances made toward a family member and the second because of alcohol and physical abuse of my children and myself has been omitted. The fact that one of the parties involved in this spamming effort organized a robbery of a business that I co-owned has been left out. For the last 16 years I have been alone, put myself through college, raised my children and worked 15-20 hour days, often 6 days a week has been carefully omitted in their fiction.

The financial aspect of what I have contributed to these people is staggering. The comment made to me on a St Barth's vacation that I paid for was "If you're paying, I'm spending."

The final straws are the written threats being made toward my friends, the attempt to enlist other bloggers in writing their posts and the malicious comments about my husband.

It is better that I kill the blog than let them continue.

To my husband and AMAZING group of friends that know EVERY thing about me.....and I mean all of it....the accusations, betrayal, manipulation, interference with my position at my former company by relatives...all wrapped under the guise of the "truth"....the entire horrid 2 year ordeal.... :
Thank you for standing by me and supporting me....I love you all.

To the lovely women that I have met, thank you making this journey a pleasant one.

To my followers and readers, thank you for all of the kind words.

So, it with this that I leave you my lovelies. This is the end of the blog.

Be happy. I am.

xoxo,