It’s been one of those days … The dim light burns my eyes, and I cringe in anticipation of the morning alarm. My head pounds as I sink deeper into the fluffy white comforter. I even went to bed early. How can I still feel so exhausted? Time passes, and I’ve hit the snooze for… Read More Survival mode
Missing my ex-husband’s family today, as I often do… I wrote the following piece about six years ago. Who knew that I’d be re-reading my own words so many years later, finding peace and wisdom in an excerpt that–at the time–had such different meaning to me? Back then I was on the other side. The… Read More What is a family?
Flashback to … July 14, 2013 Yes, it’s true. As you are reading this, chances are I am lying in the sun on a tropical island with the man of my dreams. Sounds too good to be true, doesn’t it? Believe me, I am the one pinching myself! A hundred times … a thousand times,… Read More I married him
Flashback to October 24, 2012… I’m missing you guys. But I’m still here, and I’m still listening. I’ve just been a little — uh — otherwise occupied. You see, I’m somewhat in heaven. But still grounded. It feels good. I have a companion. I’m experiencing some sunshine in my soul. It’s been so, so, so… Read More Grounded in paradise
Flashback to August 24, 2012… I’m starting my new life. I’ve been liberated. But now that the chains of abuse, neglect, and mistreatment are gone, at times I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. I’m unsure how to feel, how to love again. Am I doing it right? Maybe I don’t want to… Read More Back in the mix
Flashback to July 24, 2012 … My divorce decree arrived. Signed, stamped, and sealed. It’s finally over. But at the same time, it’s really just a new beginning. I can breathe again. In fact, I may or may not have run squealing and singing through the house waving my papers in the air like a… Read More News!
Flashback to July 6, 2012 … It rained tonight. In fact, it was a torrential downpour. My friend Emily had scooped me up to take me out for a much-needed girls’ night, and as we drove through sheets of water, the gutters began to overflow and mini-rivers gurgled down the drains around us. Enormous bursts… Read More Dancing in the rain
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