“Summertime, and the livin’ is easy…your daddy’s rich and your mamma’s good lookin’..” That old Gershwin jazz tune always plays through my mind in June. Summer is upon us and we’ve waited patiently for it to come! We even travel great distances at great expense during the winter months to get a taste of this season in some other exotic locale. But now we have it, right outside our own
“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
Spring is the season of renewal, re-birth, new life. But when you’re going through your very own metamorphosis due to a divorce or other life changing experience, it’s not easy to feel optimistic. But the blossoms, the new baseball diamonds, the warm sun on your face, the open toe sandals are just begging you to re-consider. As you shed
I was having my Sunday night telephone conversation with my 17 year old son when I asked what he was going to dress as for Halloween, at school. He told me he was going as a “Bad Husband”. Oh, oh. Was this a latent reaction to his father’s and my divorce? So I asked him where he got the idea
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