The first year of divorce was absolutely the most challenging year of my life. It was also the most rewarding. I’m not gonna lie. I spent the first fifteen months after we finalized the divorce treading water and making very little – if any – forward progress in most areas of my life. It’s only recently
I live in suburban Connecticut where bear sightings are fairly common. Friends would post their backyard bear pics and I’d be so jealous. WHEN THE HECK AM I GOING TO SEE MY FIRST BEAR??? I’d think to myself every time. And then, my first bear sighting finally arrived almost 2 years ago to the day.
If you’ve been around a while you know we got a dog back in September. She was a rescue from Texas (we live in Connecticut), and she was from a litter of eleven puppies called the Avenger litter. She was named Storm, and we kept her name and Storm eventually morphed into Stormie. Here’s the
There is a road in town I drive back and forth on like five times a day. It’s a pretty well-traveled road for lots of people in town. There’s a bridge on this road, and there’s been construction work on the bridge for the last week or so. The bridge is basically cut down to
The kids are with their father this weekend. We live about three miles away from each other. This weekend it’s hot and sunny in CT after a long stretch of sorta crappy weather. Soccer ended last weekend, and there are no swim meets this weekend. I have two days all to myself. No obligations. No
The kids are with their father this weekend. This is the stuff I didn’t think I’d be able to handle pre-divorce. It’s why I stayed in an unhealthy marriage for so long. Because I didn’t think I could survive being away from them for even a couple hours, let alone a whole weekend. I was