As parents, we spend a fair amount of time agonizing over our mistakes. Certainly, we would have done many things differently. If only we hadn’t been grown children ourselves when we made our relationship choices and eventually married. Most of us had no idea our marriages would end. If we had, we wouldn’t have walked…

Growing up Catholic it was definitely implied we shouldn’t necessarily pray for small things. Prayers were to be siphoned out intentionally for major requests. A sick parent, financial hardship, or other types of significant anguish. Especially the suffering of others. This was the mindset I grew up with. There were rules when it came to…

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I recently read a social media post where various members of the divorce industry offered their thoughts. The topic? Essentially, the need for a better more collaborative divorce system. Of course, in a perfect world, we would love to see mature, accountable, respectful adults painlessly divide their union. It’s not that simple. The problems with…

Surprisingly, love itself is not a problem in many failing relationships. A lack of respect and good communication skills are to blame. Unfortunately, most of us come from families who suffered poor conversational dynamics. Thus, we never learned how to properly communicate. And that verbal correspondence follows us into our relationships outside of the home.…

There’s nothing better than the rush which accompanies a brand new love affair. Except perhaps the effortless contentment which follows. When we sink into a relaxing love. However, sometimes we allow our relationships to shift from relaxed to lazy. When we should remain conscious of each other. Love needs to be a priority. Just because…

If it is possible for a child of divorce to feel lucky – I am that child. I would say I even felt privileged. There was absolutely no self-pity. And most of the pain simultaneously dried with the tears of a five-year-old girl bidding farewell to her dad.  I won’t lie. It was heartbreaking. Every child…

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