I am the youngest of five children. I remember in grade school the days they would tell us to bring in a baby picture. We used to joke with our mom that she would just hand us any picture and tell us that she thought it was us. Now of course, I am exaggerating (slightly)…

My friend Trixie and I are talking about fun. “People want to be around fun,” says Trixie. “I used to be fun,” I say. Scratch that. I was a one woman stand-up, quick witted, last girl to leave the party kinda fun. “I’m not really feeling the fun so much anymore Trixie,” I say. “You…

My friends “Trixie” and “Loretta” are moving stuff around my house. One grabs a chair and scoots it towards my fireplace. The other grabs a lamp and places it on the piano. They are decorators who in the loving friendship of divorce have offered to give my home a makeover. Loretta scopes the room as…

I have this best guy friend from high school. I will call him, “Daughtry” since he reminds me of the singer. He will love this reference. Not long after I begin this whole divorce process (days actually) he’s knocking on my front door. It is no matter that he lives all the way in Connecticut.…

“Why did you do it?” I am asked that question frequently. You may be surprised at the remarks that fly my way… “Lots of couples are unhappy,” “It’s better for the kids to stay married,” “Who do you know that truly has a happy marriage?” “Stay together for the kids and just live your own…

I am continually reminded that divorce is a grieving process. It the midst of living through it you recognize all of the stages of grief. The kids of divorce feel these stages as well. It’s important to recognize this. We all grieve differently and we can’t always lean on each other. This life change can…

I read this quote today on Beliefnet… “You have two hands. One to help yourself, the second to help others.” – Unknown. I love it! I think it’s perfect for this Thanksgiving celebration. It reminds us that to live a truly thankful life we need to be conscious of our blessings compared to the needs…

It has been said that divorce is like grief. I would agree. It is a loss and loss is felt especially during the holidays. I know that as I move forward that my boys are still acclimating to the changes in their home. A little over a week ago, my family came to my house…

We are laughing with my sister who recently had knee surgery. It is my sister, my niece and me. “I’m weepy,” she says. “Weepy, who says that?” laughs her daughter. I know who says that! It was our mother. I miss my mom. I really miss my mom through the ‘weepier’ days of divorce. And…

I am sitting to write my column. It is a weepy day. A day when the side effects of divorce are difficult to stave off. I am worried about my children, about paying the bills, about a true independent future. I take a moment to click on the Beliefnet article below. I find it difficult…

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