But I’m not sure I fully felt the gravity of my loss – our loss. Finally, I recognized that three years’ worth of grief had come knocking.
For months after that conversation, I gave myself permission to mourn.
When you are contending with a 360-degree life barf, there is scant space to sit quietly and feel the weighty grief of no longer spending nights with a person who you at least once — likely still — loved very much.
Not just the absence of Which is where the rebound breakup and all its gory hurt come in.
My mom, who adores my kids second only to their parents.
As my children and their needs as people grow, it seems that our circle of people shrinks – and the pressures of being a single mother mount.
“But I said to myself, ‘I hope this girl can find time to process it all.
Because sooner or later it will catch up with her.’”It has caught up with me.
Eighteen months after my marriage ended, I jumped into a heady, sexually intense year-long relationship with a fellow writer and parent who was 20 years older than I was.
In hindsight, it was no surprise it ended — his kids were grown, mine were tiny, our lives were at different points.
Among the matches e Harmony's algorithms presented him with, he discovered Angie, a beautiful and intelligent woman who shared many of his passions.