Some time ago, I sat with a group of friends. One of the women was going through a divorce and her husband was playing games and behaving badly. He was also charming and handsome and still welcomed by many. My friend sat exasperated when someone mentioned that they had been somewhere with him the past…

It is my Birthday and I have two articles due. I stop long enough to meet my brother for our traditional Birthday lunch. I return home and perch myself in front of my computer. Here’s the thing about leaving an article until the day it’s due – it makes it a LOT harder to write.…

I don’t remember a time not feeling incredibly loved while I was growing up. My mom made it clear we were her greatest joy in life. Birthday’s were just another reminder of that love. They were just another reason to show us that she believed we hung the moon. They were filled with family dinners…

I am out to lunch with my friends Anne and Jan. Jan has recently lost two people in her life. “I’ve lost my anchors,” she says. I feel her words deeply. There have been so many times these past several years that I have wished for my mom or my uncle who was like my…

I open the front door. Two of my high school bestie’s greet me while my chocolate lab Hazel jumps on them. I grab at her trying unsuccessfully to make her behave. I hug them both. We have had this night on the books for months. It is our attempt to finally get better about seeing…

My son is getting ready to go somewhere. I can see the visible heartache. I know what is bothering him. “Why do you care?” I say in exasperation. “If you peel back the layers. It’s one person. Only one person that is weighing you down. Every single other person believed in you. Why are you…

I am in the local coffee shop with my friend “Cookie.” Now to say the stress of this divorce has taken a toll on me would be an understatement. Every divorce has their own unique properties and some are more brutal than others. The financial games alone have elevated my stress to a point I…

A friend e-mailed me last week. Her angst springing forth from my computer. She feels judged by her family and friends. I often talk about judging from my perspective, only this time I speak to those who judge us. Many year’s ago, I was about to get upset with one of my children only I…

I jump out of the car. I fill my tank up with gas and make my way over to the nearby Starbucks. I’m in and out in a hurry. My Trenta green iced tea in hand. As I start to pull away, I spot my friend who I will call “LuLu.” “Lulu” is chatting away…

I am on the phone chatting with my friend “Nellie.” We share two different realities with one common denominator. We are both husbandless. “Nellie” lost her husband too early in life. Me, I am losing mine because of divorce. Despite the fact that “Nellie” and I have arrived at the same crossroads for different reasons,…

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