Nothing about a divorce is easy. Even if it is amicable and civilized, there are practical and emotional upheavals that are unavoidable and may leave you feeling lost. Downsizing after a divorce may be just as emotionally disruptive as it is logistically challenging....read more
Creating a space that nourishes, supports and stimulates us, especially after the difficult transition of divorce, is the first step to going from just a house to a home. Our immediate mood, comfort level, and physical energy are ruled by either the right or wrong color choices.read more
Staring up at the ceiling from my fetal position on my therapist’s blue pleather couch I notice a fly. A fly. Although only a 14-36 hour life span, these germ ridden, mindless, wing clad angels are totally care free from all worries, (other than the occasional fatal swat or two)…I decide, at that moment, that I want to be a fly.read more
After my divorce, I noticed that I kept saying NO to anything that might make me feel good. I felt guilty about my divorce in terms of my 18 yr. old son and the loss of our house of 20 years. I felt scared to spend any money on anything other than the essentials. I said NO to exercise, NO to dating and NO to holiday parties. The only party that I was willing to attend was my own “pity party.”read more
I am one with my bed.
I am one with the mattress.
I am one with the Egyptian cotton sheets.
I am also completely and utterly one with the deepest most heavenly slumber… and then like a bat to the side of my head, without any warning comes… the URGE.read more
One constant decor issue that continues to link all divorced men together after moving into their new space, is not the wagon wheel coffee table from “When Harry met Sally”, the worn, navy blue, corduroy recliner with the pizza sauce stain on the seat or the 4″ soap scum deposit that happily resides on the sliding glass shower doors, no, no, no, it’s none of that…..ok, maybe it is some of that!read more
After my divorce, I found myself to be the recipient of many party invites. Wow, why have I suddenly become so popular? Let me answer for you. The reason for my sudden leap to popularity was for the simple reason that I began RSVPing to my own invites.read more
Although I cannot scientifically prove this, I am certain that the overnight growth of unusually long, varied in texture & color, chin hair, is the result of extreme stress caused by my ex, the divorce process and the sleazy divorce attorney that I hired.read more
Color, just like music, is the universal “visual” language seen around the world.. The color BLUE, has been proven to lower your blood pressure and immediately induces a peaceful state of mind. This is why we enjoy a clear blue sky on a beautiful summer day or the turquoise crashing waves of the ocean. It simply makes us feel more relaxed and less stressed. This is nature’s way of giving us the gift of serenity.read more
I finally decide to go to lunch with some of my friends from my old neighborhood. Some of these lovely ladies I like, but a few of them are only concerned with how I “LOOK” 1 year after my divorce. Recovering slowly from the emotional assault on my self- esteem, I bravely accept the invitation.read more
Ok, this was definitely one of the worst moments of my life.
It’s the holiday season and I have just placed our son in an after school rehab program for three days a week, 4 hours each visit and where parental attendance is mandatory.
While my divorce was underway and my house was on the market, I had only 2 weeks to leave the place I had lived in for the last 19 years. As if moving OUT wasn’t hideous enough, I realized that moving IN was equally challenging.read more
I am currently 56 years old, so let’s flash back to the morning of my 30th birthday some 26 years ago…….
I don’t know about you, but on that landmark birthday, over night, somewhat like the mysterious arrival of chin hair, I noticed that my right breast had taken the opportunity to lower itself substantially towards the southerly direction of the bathroom floor. Like a spiteful sibling, it also had not invited its sister, the left breast, to come along for the journey.read more
After my divorce, the most painful experience was watching my son say goodbye to the home he grew up in for the past 18 years. Although he was an older child of divorce, it did not make it any easier for him to accept. His quiet, sad face was forever burned in my memoryread more
The use of color to elevate and inspire our mood dates back thousands of years.read more