I’m still Here

Know how it’s become sort of a ritual at the end of the Superbowl for the winners to say they’re going to Disney World?  That should NOT be what people say when they are in the midst of divorce proceedings. There are several reasons why Disney is not the most magical place on earth when […]

Healing… slowly.

Driving back from Columbia, I had an epiphany…. I was letting someone else run my life. It shouldn’t have been surprising; I’d been doing it for awhile.  When I was a kid, I just wanted to be everything my parents expected me to be.  I wanted to be things they never even knew I thought […]


Some would say I’m a glutton for punishment. Some would say I’m living in a fantasy world of my own design. Some will just call me crazy. But I needed closure. We’d been back and forth so many times; he’d promised to change and I’d agreed then disagreed then agreed again. I knew he said […]

Black and White

I saw an unfamiliar name in my email inbox but there have been so many unfamiliar and supportive emails coming in lately, that I didn’t think twice before opening it. There before me, in black and white, was my signed and file stamped Complaint for divorce. I went out and got the lawyer.  My (insert […]

When Hope Dies

We’ve moved into casual conversation land.  I don’t know when it happened or how I feel about it but yesterday Ex called to check on J and we managed to have a conversation that didn’t end in my wanting to curl up in a ball and die.  That’s got to be progress of some kind… […]


Something has to change for me. I don’t know what it is, but something has to change.  I have to do something differently or I will explode. If I keep on living the life I was living before, it is as though at any minute, my husband will burst through the door with an enormous […]

The Worst Part

I don’t know what the worst of it really is. The worst part might just be knowing there’s no break on the horizon.  No matter how frustrated or exhausted or broken I get, there is never anyone else to bring in for the second quarter.  If J is sick or tired or hungry or angry, […]

I am an empty box.

I have spent the majority of the weekend packing. Bubble wrapping my broken dreams, carefully placing all the pieces of my heart into boxes and bags, separating his life and his things from mine. And I can not hold it together any longer. I can not keep pretending that I am a functioning person through […]

Happy Mothers’ Day

I haven’t slept in at least two days. Yesterday, J didn’t even take a nap until 5pm and was then up until close to 10:30 despite my best efforts.  He woke up at 6:00 this morning and has been up and angry ever since.  His mother has been up and bawling since the same time. […]

The Red Dress Club

I’ve slacked on participating lately due to… well.. personal crises.  But this prompt was too interesting not to participate in.  The theme? Jealousy.  And that’s it. I have 600 words to write about the feeling of jealousy… fiction or non-fiction.  Miranda was quiet all the way home from the theater; she couldn’t bear to speak.  […]

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