I woke up groggy, thinking I just had the worst nightmare of my entire life. I am slowly relieved as I realize I’m actually in our bed…I’m safe! I look over at my beautiful husband for instantaneous proof that I was only dreaming, that he was still sleeping next to me, but he is not there…

From a color psychology perspective,”Gray” is the color of neutrality being neither black nor white, it is the peaceful blending between two non-colors. The closer gray gets to black, the more dramatic and mysterious it becomes…

Going from we to me, couple to single, as you’ve navigated through the emotional aftermath of divorce can be very challenging. Having already walked in your shoes, I know the way to a happy and peaceful environment for you and your family…

Like great chemistry with a friend, colors blend and collide together altering your mood and lifting your spirits in a profound way. Not so mellow, yellow is the brightest color to the human eye. One shade up or down can make the difference between a restless or mellow environment…

Science has proven that women wearing a red color or standing against a red background in photos are seen as more attractive and sexually desirable by men than women not wearing red or near those red backgrounds…

Don’t give it any thought. Just pick the things that make you smile and put them on a board or in a folder. Check out the orange area rug in the bottom left corner of the inspiration board…that will be the inspiration and accent color for the before family room below…

If you’re like me, the holidays provide some extra motivation to spruce up your home for visitors and allow some extra time for a quick and easy do-it-yourself project. Something as simple as arranging a photo collage wall can really make your home feel cozier and provide a great visual…

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.

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.

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! 

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.

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. 

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.

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.

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. 

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.

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 memory

The use of color to elevate and inspire our mood dates back thousands of years.