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Grief
For whatever reasons, I'd never experienced grief in my entire life until after my divorce. Sometimes a wave will hit me and I'll feel that utter helpless sense of loss and ache. After the emotions of the past 14 months, I've come to believe that grief is the worst...
Single and Dating Again!
When I started this blog in 2004, I was single and dating. In 2008 I got married and felt happy for a while. Then I felt not so happy, and then my husband ended our marriage. Earlier this year we got divorced. So guess what it's time for now? More dating! Thus do I...
What Do They Do if You’re in a Coma?
No one who's in perfectly good health ever thinks they need to worry about ending up in the hospital tomorrow, but things happen. I'm sure you can think of people who were fine one day and then, in a moment, it all changed. They didn't think they needed to make known...
Judgment After Divorce
Even though I'm divorced, I'm Catholic (actually I'm an atheist, but just follow me here), so I know that on the Day of Judgment when we all rise from the dead, there I'll be, standing next to my only groom. In the eyes of God our marital bond will be unbroken, and at...
Never Too Late to Resume a Friendship
I have friends that I mainly connect with through email. Sometimes one of these long distance friends will go a long time in between emails. After I've emailed a few times with no response, I call. Sometimes that doesn't get a response either. I once sent a regular...
An Untold Story
Maya Angelou said, "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." A year ago I knew my mother didn't have long to live, but she didn't want anyone to know, so I had to blog about death without letting on why I was focused on that. That was very...
How’s Unmarried Life Treating Me?
I'm continuing to go through the process of unplugging emotionally from my ex-husband and his dog and focusing on me. Like many women, I really centered myself on my marriage and how I could improve myself and our relationship. Unsurprisingly, I wanted to talk about...
Non-Anniversary
Tuesday, March 25th would have been my sixth wedding anniversary, but the divorce was final on 7 February, so this is my first non-anniversary. I wasn't expecting this week to be so hard, but I keep remembering what I was doing six years ago. Thinking about Bob makes...
Don’t Blame the Weather
So all these Chicagoans choose to live in Chicago, but rather than accept winter as part of the bargain, they complain about it. Why? My theory is that there are other things in their lives they're unhappy with, but they focus on the weather because it's easier to get...
Post-Divorce Valentine’s Day
It's Valentine's Day. I finalized my divorce last Friday. I had oral surgery on Tuesday and sometimes my mouth hurts. But I'm still in a good mood. Happy Day!
I Go Up and Down. Here’s Up.
Being divorced as of last Friday kind of feels like a dream come true right now. When I was married there were many things I missed about being single and now I get them all back: spending my money however I want; being in complete control of my sleep schedule and...
Remember My Digital Album
On my divorce day, several songs helped me through. Just in time, a friend introduced me to Rilo Kiley's song that repeats the words "It's so good to be free." I also played some of Paul Simon's songs about divorce and I got stuck on Josh Groban's "You're Still You"...
Divorce Party
This is my divorce cake. I've always wanted a black cake and this one also features my favorite color (pink). It's from Bennison's Bakery in Evanston, Illinois USA because I didn't want to drive an hour each way to my favorite bakery in the snow. Divorce party tonight!
Divorce Day
The judge was much nicer than I expected. I watched a few court proceedings before they called my name, and when one woman began to cry, the Honorable Nancy Katz whipped out a box of kleenex. She earnestly wished each petitioner and respondent good luck and looked me...