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Archives for April 2019

A Birthday Poem for my Best Friend

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I have an amazing bestie!

So good to me is she.

How glad am I that awesome You

Got tangled up with me!

 

I trust you with my secrets.

You’re aware of all my scars.

Few could ever duplicate

The friendship that is ours.

 

You wiped away my bitter tears

When sadness brought me down.

When others turned and walked away

You always stuck around.

 

You’re fiercely protective

And you always have my back.

People dare not mess with me

For fear of your attack.

(‘Cause you’re kind of a maniac.)

 

I could never repay you

For all the things you do;

And in true best friend fashion,

You wouldn’t want me to.

 

On loving life and having fun

We could give a master class.

We’ll cruise through life together—I’ll drive!

You pay for lunch or gas.

 

You do not like attention;

I know this to be true.

But how could I not celebrate

The greatness that is You?

 

I have a phenomenal bestie

If you know her, you’ll agree.

How blessed am I that awesome You

Got tangled up with me!

 

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The Queen holds Court

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Divorce is not for the faint of heart. It is ugly, painful, soul-crushing. Absolutely gut-wrenching. It invokes fear, anxiety, pain, confusion, grief. Getting up to face the day is excruciating and the simplest tasks can seem impossible.

Then, you shift, and things begin to change. You begin to feel resolve, hope, peace, clarity, resurgence, power, determination, self-love. It starts as a spark, then becomes an all-consuming flame and suddenly, you know that this is the beginning of something phenomenal; your new life.

The worst part? Telling people. It’s always awkward and never goes as planned:

Scenario 1:

Me: I’m separated.

Person: I’m sorry.

Me: Yeah, don’t be.

Scenario 2:

Me: We’re no longer together

Person: I’m sorry. (Awkward pause while he/she waits for juicy details or for me to fall apart.)

Me (absolutely not sharing details and not falling apart): Yeah, so…how have you been?

Scenario 3:

Random Male: Hey! How’s your husband?

Me: Ummm…he’s good.

Awkward pause…

Me: We’re not together.

What he’s thinking:  *nothing*

What I’m thinking: Great, now he thinks I’m hitting on him. I need to end this conversation quickly.

So, how do I make this not awkward (for me, not necessarily for you, LOL)? Post it on my blog.

So, there you have it. The official announcement of the demise of my marriage. I read somewhere that instead of asking why something is happening to you, you should instead ask, what is this teaching me? There is always a lesson and I’m learning many as I go. One of my favorites so far? My parents were right–I really can do anything.

Shout out to my family and friends for the love and support; for respecting the fact that this is my story to tell and letting me tell it when I was ready. I love you all royally!

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