Saturday’s Song: Blow Me One Last Kiss

Lately, when seeking through radio stations in the car, I’ve often landed on a segment of today’s song. Earlier this week, I heard the line, “there’s nothing to grasp, so I let go” and I decided to whip out my phone and use the Shazam app to ID the title and artist. I should’ve recognized P!nk’s voice and her *voice*.

Have a great weekend, everyone! And here’s to those of you who are walking away from a bad situation….

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Gina’s Diary: Dad’s Girlfriend

I’ve read that men typically recouple first in the aftermath of a divorce. That was true in my case, after my parents split up…

My dad was the one who told me about his girlfriend, after I answered the phone and heard a strange female voice asking for him. I remember feeling slightly shocked by the news. It was only a month or two after my dad moved out and I was still adjusting to the new living arrangements. I didn’t expect my parents to start dating so quickly. I’m not sure if I expected them to start dating at all.

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Saturday’s Song: Is There Life Out There?

Yesterday I received a message from a reader, thanking me for the post I published on Thursday. She recently embarked on her own marital separation and, in her reflection, she found many of the same things to be true for herself. She also mentioned that Reba McEntire’s song Is There Life Out There really speaks to her these days. I replied and said that I could fill a Divorce Mixed Tape (showing my age?) with Reba Songs.

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