December 31, 2019

Tomorrow is the start of a new decade! I can’t help but think of where I was 10 years ago. I was 52 years old and approaching my 30th wedding anniversary. Little did I know 13 months later I would be divorced. February 28th, at an Atlanta area courthouse, I was handed my ” total divorced granted” papers. They read, “the marriage from and after this date is set aside and dissolved as fully and effectively as if no such contract had ever been made or entered into.” And just like that, 30 years of my life was gone. So was all my money, my house, and half my friends.

Why A Blog

When I tell my divorced girl friends about my life in these last 10 years they cry tears of hope. Then they tell me I need to write a blog. So in honor of the new decade, I am. It is not always pretty but in the end, if you stick with me, you will be inspired and feel hopeful. I am new to this so be patient. I want to pour out all of it right now, however, I have collard greens and black eyed peas to prepare for tomorrow. I also have the most wonderful husband in the world getting home early today. When I married this man three years ago he told me, “If you put your trust in me, I will love you so much, all your girl friends will hate you.” And they have.



The day of my divorce I drove to a winery north of Atlanta. It was sunny and warm even though it was a February day. I sat among the dormant branches that had been cut and pruned and I said out loud, “The world doesn’t need another middle aged, bitter, divorced woman so whatever beautiful things come to my life in the future, I am deciding today to believe it was because of how the last 30 years led me here. I am not going to feel like I lost 30 years of my life.”

It wasn’t easy to always believe that but, today I know it’s true. It is a journey and wherever you are along the way, hold on to hope.

(And it doesn’t hurt to eat black eyed peas on New Years Day.)

9 Years Later