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I am listening to a sermon by a priest that I know. I call him ‘Father Hope.’ ‘Father Hope’s” faith and wordsmith talent weave stories of great spirituality that stay with me long after I hear them. In fact, he reminds me much of what I love about Beliefnet. He is both faith and inspiration…

It is late. I fidget as I try to fall asleep..picking up my phone here and there. This is my new routine. This is what the stress of divorce has done to my nights. A text pops up. I read it and tell myself not to cry. It’s not a bad text. It’s actually a…

No writer wants to really believe less is more. We truthfully just want to keep verbalizing and externalizing to our hearts content. Only, as always, a short and powerful thought can knock out a verbose heavyweight. When life makes us vulnerable we rely on the kindness of others in a way we never before imagined.…

I slip my feet out of the stirrups, swing my leg over and slide off. The barn smells of the trademark signs of all things horse. It is a familiar smell for me. A good smell. One that transports me back to my childhood. Of running through fields on horseback, adventures in the woods, staring…

I sift through my e-mail. I spot one from my friend “Kiki.” I open it. It reads: “I hope this finds you well, I have been in bed for days…..time to get up….because I can…I am not handicapped, or sick with illness….my heart is broken but everything else works, thank God.” I am the writer,…

Divorce is trying. There are no ands, ifs or buts about it. I have what I like to call my ‘divorce accessories.’ Tears (they’re like diamonds – a girl can’t have enough of them) Extra pounds (what I refer to as “30 pounds of ‘Ralph'”) Black attire (it covers the pounds and the falling tears)…

I am chatting with someone and in between bites of lunch we talk about life and the future. I can tell this persons world view has changed. If anyone can recognize the signs of bitterness it is me. Somehow we think we are self-protecting when we turn towards bitterness. The ‘I will never let another…

A friend said recently that they wondered if there were a possibility that my soon to be ex-husband and me might work things out. Surprisingly, this is something I have heard more than once. The answer is no. All the kings horses and all the kings men could not put Humpty Dumpty together again. Even…

Maybe I didn’t think this whole thing out. Sure, I knew I would be on my own. If you remember I once said dragging my Christmas tree down the driveway was my emancipation (remember I do live on two acres so it is a pretty long driveway). Well, you get where I am going with…

Even now, long past the decision I made to end my marriage, there are three words that still make me cringe… “I don’t care.” I know they sound harmless enough. Some might say it’s a good thing to not care so much about everything and everyone. Yes, I get that. I did care too much…
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