It is official. I am now a first wife. I don’t like the word ex-wife nor the word ex-husband, really. Both sound so harsh, like getting sliced in a guillotine. My head is still intact. My heart is debatable. I am too young to be a first wife. Just writing the word ex is unsettling. The divorce… Continue reading First Wives Club
I’ve had a lot of people tell me to see this upcoming week as closure. I really don’t. I have my divorce hearing on Friday, March 3rd, and I could not be more petrified. I feel like I’m walking the green mile to the electric chair where my body will melt from the inside out… Continue reading Less than 7 Days
Lately, I have been taking bike rides. At first they were just in the neighborhood. I didn’t really have a destination or purpose except to listen to the music in my headphones and peddle faster than my problems in hopes I could leave them behind for those 20 minutes. Then came the day I ventured… Continue reading The Castle On The Hill
“Life can change in an instant.” We have all heard this phrase. But sometimes we really forget what it means, how important those words are in our daily lives. These past few days I have been heavily reminded that life truly has the ability to change in just the snap of a finger. Nothing is… Continue reading We Aren’t Promised Tomorrow
Often times, when we are faced with pain, we don’t realize what a priceless opportunity we have in front of us. Happiness is what we strive for, the emotion of which we wish to constantly embody. But, if happiness is all we were to ever know, how do we know that we are happy? How do we… Continue reading What She Is Teaching Me
Yesterday, I went into my attorney’s office to sign divorce papers. It was a complete out of body experience. It was as if it wasn’t me doing it. Someone else was because I couldn’t possibly be the one getting divorced. We are only two years in. My marriage isn’t over. My husband doesn’t have a girlfriend.… Continue reading On the Dotted Line
It’s been 3 weeks since I have heard the sound of your voice. I am torn. I stay away as preservation. I wish for nothing but to speak to you, yet the second I hear a word from your lips, I fear I will lose resolve and fall weak at the knees. Sometimes, we have to do what… Continue reading Preservation
I have a window that acts as a portal. I live on the 2nd story of my uncle’s home. Outside of my window is where I go to recharge and forget about whatever is ailing me or troubling my mind. As part of my 2017 vision, I told myself I needed to continue going outside… Continue reading Where the Rooftop Ends
Having a pretty down day with my health condition. It’s the point where if I was called into work, I wouldn’t be able to go. It’s these times, when you feel like you can’t even look in the mirror or else your chest will explode, is when I miss him most. The going it alone… Continue reading Not There
I was going through the pictures I had taken recently in Boston. It was the last time I was with my husband. I’d forgotten all the pictures I’d taken of him while there. This triggered a desire to search through our old photos, because as broken hearts know, we have to torture ourselves and look at what… Continue reading Not Long Ago
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