Marriage

Happiness, Party Of One

Happiness, Party Of One

“She was fragile, but her spirit was strong. When she decided not to give up on herself, her wings appeared.”

Everyone experiences fear at some point in their lives. It could be something simple or even something catastrophic. What is your deepest, darkest fear? Is it spiders?

Perhaps, it is something much deeper, like death. Maybe it is as simple as the fear of being alone.

You Cannot Tame A Wild Woman

You Cannot Tame A Wild Woman

“You are terrifying and strange and beautiful, something not everyone knows how to love.”

Being a woman who has been deemed by others as “difficult” to love may hold a weight that not many will understand. 
You may have been labeled as the “crazy chic” or  the “Ice Princess”, and perhaps you have even started to believe these titles and accepted them to determine who you are.

 

Stranger In My House

Stranger In My House

“The very act of looking for evil in others develops evil in those who look.”

John and I allowed a stranger into our home.  That was not a normal occurrence for us, but this visitor had something that we desired...information to help our custody case.  She declared that she knew the deepest, darkest secrets of the person that had been causing so much pain, anxiety, and torment in our lives for so long.  We were desperate, and desperate times call for desperate measures.

An Affair To Remember

An Affair To Remember

We all make mistakes, make bad choices, and miss judgement calls. If we didn’t, how else would we learn and grow? The affair I had with a much older man when I was 21, impacted my life and my perspective on love forever thereafter. It was a judgement call that I am only now speaking about publicly. I aim to be as transparent as possible, and in telling the story of John and I, there is no way around the truth of how we met, fell “in love”, and grew our family. The way in which we began our love story foreshadows the events that followed into our marriage and divorce.

Happily Ever After...Or So I Thought

Happily Ever After...Or So I Thought

After eight very long and traumatic years of marriage, and one week after my divorce was final, I thought it only appropriate to get married again.  Don’t judge me just yet, there will be plenty of time for that later.

Yes, I got married one week after my first divorce was final.  In my defense, we had been legally separated for three years.  I cannot recall why it took us that long to get a divorce.  If I am being honest, we may not have even been able to afford the divorce, or we were just stubborn and not willing to give in to the requests of the other party.  I know for certain that it was not because either of us wanted to or thought we would ever get back together.