I like Coffee, I like Wine, This is My Story, One Dot at a Time
Envision any female-centered post divorce plot and you'll likely see some variation of the following: ACT I: Woman sets out to forget all her worries; letting loose by getting out on the town, sleeping with simple, beautiful, younger men, drinking and having the most frivolous time of their life. In an attempt to fill the void, she desperately clings on to… Continue reading Jump Grow Love
Four months ago, my husband moved out of the house and into an apartment a few blocks away. Six weeks ago, I sold the home we had lived in for eight years and bought a house across town. It's overwhelming to look back and think about all that has transpired in the last few months.… Continue reading I’ll Take the Cold Coffee
Over drinks with a friend who happens to be going through the same situation as I the other night, the conversation naturally centered around what we are both reluctantly trudging through; Divorce. With Children. And all the intense suckiness that tags along with the process. Inevitably, as the conversation evolved, we came to a topic that I have… Continue reading My Loneliness Has a First Name
And then, I go back to the conversation... one of the most difficult and most important things I will ever do. And suddenly I'm less concerned about all those things spinning in my head, because I'm overcome by the sharp, piercing, radiating pain in my heart.
Coffee, Wine & Polka Dots 