giving thanks and love

I bought an artificial tree this week and picked up a gift for Amara. Slowly I’m getting into the Christmas spirit. But I try to fight it as much as I can until Black Friday.

While I’m not a Thanksgiving fan, I do think the holiday deserves its due. Saying I am thankful for my divorce might land me on the “naughty” list. But it’s not for reasons you may think. I have made no secret that this has been a challenging year, which has led me to reevaluate the relationships in my life. But divorce isn’t the end of love, but the end of a marriage. It’s not the end of trust, but perhaps the end of a friendship. And my divorce has taught me so much.

To my family, particularly Aunt2Amara and also my uncle: Thank you for supporting me and Amara. You could have easily taken sides or passed judgment, but you did not. I am truly grateful.

To one of my dearest friends, John:  I may not always agree with your so-called brilliant ideas, but I know you will never ditch me. And you can’t get rid of me.

To Jason: Your inappropriate jokes always brighten my day. Small time divorce lawyers have nothing on you.

To Carrie, Chrissy, Stacy, Natalie, Charlene, Whitney, Tara, and Molly: You are the best friends for which a girl could ever ask. You showed me that I can have it all. I can be nurturing Mom2Amara while being a courageous woman able to chart new territory. You gave me the confidence to speak out.

To Heidi, Lissa, Kelly, Melissa, Allison and Brooke:  You are all strong, independent women. In times of crisis, our creativity can determine alternatives to option one and option two. Together, our friendship found a solution for penguins mating in the autumn.

To Dana, Michelle, and Megan: Thank you for letting me know I’m not alone. Thank you for proving I could make it through the gut-wrenching sorrow. I hope one day I may be able to repay you for your compassion.

To Emily, Amy and Mike: I have become a better listener because of you. Doors may close but others have opened. You have given me an opportunity to heal.

So what does it all come down to?

Amara and I lead blessed lives. I treasure all with whom we have connected. Today, Amara and I will spend on our own. But know we are celebrating all of you and will hug each of you the next time we are together again.



  1. Hugs to you and Amara. Here's to raising the next generation of strong, independent women.


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