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I am walking with Cookie and Candy. As usual, I am a step behind them. I even try talking less to see if this permits me enough speed to match their stride. It doesn’t work so I surrender to additional gabbing even if it does make me the obvious weak link in our exercise trio.…

I often say that I write of love. If you go to my website (www.colleensheehyorme.com) and to the, “About Me,” page it is how I define my brand. I also say that ‘love,’ is as simple, yet as complicated as the concept of ‘brand,’ is to business. The marketer in me realizing that love is…

  I am chatting with someone. In a well-intentioned attempt to make me feel better, they explain that divorce is really not such a big deal. On the contrary, they know people who are now happier since they have divorced. This is absolutely true. It is why I have ultimately surrendered to this path. However,…

  I exit the grocery store and make my way to my car. I open the door and throw my bags on the floor. I slide into the seat. I sit for a moment while I wait for my youngest son, Danny to make his way back to the car. A woman walks on the…

I am walking with my friends Cookie and Candy. It’s our first lap around Cookie’s neighborhood. As usual, in between laughs we are attempting to solve the world’s problems as well as our own. Well, usually mine since I am in the middle of this thing called divorce. We chat about the difference in life…

I enter the office with my marriage counseling tool kit. A cup of coffee and a few tissues. It is still early in my marital distress. I slump into the couch knowing instinctively that this is one of the few safe places to let go of my pain. The pain begins to find a way…

I open the door and jump into my neighbor’s car. It’s a mild summer evening perfect for the Lionel Richie / Cee Lo Green concert. There’s no absence of chatter. It is all pure excitement. We pull into the parking lot. We grab the bags of goodies out of the car. We inch towards the…

I shift from side to side in the bed and punch at the pillows. I spray lavender into the air. The fan hums a white noise lullaby, yet sleep evades me. I fight it at first, but soon I begin to cry. It is not long before my eyes are so puffy that the tears…

I grab for a book and realize my heart is too heavy and my mind too crowded to absorb it. I know that in the struggle of divorce there are days where no energy exists to absorb words of wisdom despite the fact that I crave them. I am reminded why I write this column.…

We sit nestled under an umbrella. The late August sun peeks out around us. We are jabbering relentlessly because far too many years have passed between us. The waiter stops to take our order only to be ushered away while we chat some more. For me there are not enough hours in this visit. I…
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