The Storm of Divorce

Today is a stormy day. All those smart weatherpeople use fancy words to describe what’s happening, but the gist of it is this: “This is a dark time. Things are gonna get ugly. Stuff is gonna get broken.”

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Where To Put The Love?

Raise your hand if you’ve seen the movie, Magnolia. (Just kidding, I can’t see your hands anyway.) It’s been several years since I’ve seen the flick, yet it remains one of my all-time favorites. Call me crazy, I really like exquisitely sad movies that expose the raw, real, messed-upedness of our humanity. It’s a beautiful thing. One of my favorite scenes is this one…

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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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My Book Is Born: Meet The D-Word

A few times over the past couple years, I’ve let it slip around these circles that I wrote a book. It started on an unsuspecting day in July 2010. Suddenly, there were words in my head that begged to be set free, and so I started typing. For the next few months I sat at the keyboard and allowed the text to pour from my fingertips. When I was finished, I’d written the story of a divorce from the perspective of a twelve-year-old girl named Gina (I posted an excerpt from her diary earlier this week).

At first, I thought I was writing for young adults in Gina’s situation. It was several pages— possibly several days— before I realized that, more than anything, I wanted adults to read Gina’s story.

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Book: Falling Apart In One Piece

The easiest way for me to consume books is to listen to them while I’m driving my car. That’s how I absorbed the content of Stacy Morrison’s Falling Apart In One Piece: One Optimist’s Journey Through The Hell of Divorce. It made my daily commute a lot more enjoyable. And…at times… awful.

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