1992 was an interesting year. I separated from my ex-husband, and moved back to West Virginia - And tried to start all over again.
By April 1992, Mark and I were fighting like cats and dogs. I quit my job at the Veterinary Hospital, loaded my car with my stuff, plus my two cats, and drove north.
I moved back in with my mom. By May, I was working through a temporary agency, at a paging company American Mobilphone Paging. It was a small office, with 4 other girls, and our supervisor, Emmette. I couldn't have hoped for a better place to work. We were like a little family...the office was a pleasant place to work, everyone was nice. They hired me on full time in June. Judy, one of the girls in the office, and I, walked every evening after work, alongside the Kanawha River. We would walk, and talk about everything. I started my healing process...I was going to be okay without Mark.
Things were fine living with my mom, but I wanted a place of my own. I rented a little apartment close to my office, and settled in. On August 24th, my cell phone rang...it was Mark. He and I hadn't spoken since April. It would have been our first anniversary. He called to tell me he loved and missed me. He also called to tell me about Hurricane Andrew, which was bearing down on Florida as we spoke. He sent flowers to me at the office, and a tape of love songs. He wanted me back.
By January 1993, I had decided to go back. I felt that things would be different, and I wanted to give it another try. The paging company that I was working for had an office in Ft. Myers, so I was able to transfer there.
In 1992, I had a taste of living on my own, which I had never done before. I made new friends, and worked for a great company.
What were YOU doing in 1992?
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