I walk up the mounting block and place my foot in the stirrup while throwing my other leg over the horse. There are three of us riding in the ring this morning. I take a moment to gather myself – the reigns and other stirrup that is. “What a beautiful morning!” I announce joyfully. I…

I sit watching television. The night grows dark outside the window. I scan the movies and choose one. It seems like the perfect choice. I think it will inspire me and get me thinking about one day moving forward and meeting someone new in my life. After all, that is what it is about. I…

I hear from so many people about their relationships or about their divorce. Actually, I hear from many people just about life in general – their hopes, their dreams and often their mistakes. I always thought it was one of my better qualities to be self-reflective. To be able to admit to my mistakes and…

I pull into the parking space. I sip my coffee as I listen to “The Bobby Bones Show.” A nationally syndicated country radio show based out of Nashville, Tennessee. A caller is on the line. She tells of getting a flat tire. A couple of guys stop to help her fix it. She apologizes that…

I just read a quote on Pinterest. “When you refuse to hide your scars they become a lighthouse for someone else” – Jon Acuff I think people who are divorcing want to hide their scars more than most. There is somehow a ridiculously, undeserved shame to failing at marriage. In other aspects of life, failures…

I am catching up on some reading. I flip through the pages of a months old Elle Magazine and happen upon an article. A quote jumps out from the pages. “There are two main reasons people cry: Being separated from an intimate relationship or feeling powerless.” – Elle Magazine I can only agree heartily with…

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…

There have been so very many times since I began this divorce process that I have felt weak. So weak, that I have wondered what I am made of. Do I have what it takes to be a single parent? Do I have what it takes to support all of us? Do I have what…

A year and a half ago, fed up, I got in my car and drove to an attorney’s office. I shook his hand, handed him a check and left with a sense of peace. The next day, in the shower I began to sing. “Wow,” I thought to myself. “I am singing again.” I had…

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