If you've ever survived divorce, you know there are moments that don't make sense to anyone else. Moments so small they seem insignificant from the outside.

The ones we love most are often the ones who catch the shrapnel we are trying hardest to contain.

Not a Casserole Widow® 🎧 Prefer to listen instead of reading? Click HERE. There are some kinds of loss our communities instinctively know how to meet. When someone dies, casseroles arrive. When someone is diagnosed with cancer, meal trains appear. When a family loses their home to a fire, neighbors gather. People show up. Support becomes visible. Pain is acknowledged. But when a woman discovers intimate betrayal and finds herself facing divorce, the paradoxical response scre

Breathing was hard- I had to consciously focus on opening my lungs so oxygen could enter them. I didn’t have words for this feeling. I just felt like I was suffocating.

The story of the woman at the well has been dissected ad nauseam which is why I’m baffled when I still hear her referred to as a divorced whore. I do not believe the Samaritan woman at the well is a divorced whore.

My face was not pleasant; I crossed my arms and looked at the stupid big cross on the wall in front of me and thought, “How could You?”

I have a confession. There are certain years I simply cannot remember how old I am.

Healing from betrayal is not a straight line. It’s more like building a house of cards.

We’ve all heard it: “Time heals all wounds.” It rolls off the tongue like a bandage for the bleeding heart. But for those navigating the devastation of intimate betrayal, that phrase often stings more than it soothes.

Tending changes things: quietly, steadily, and often before we notice it happening.

All I knew was that somewhere inside my marriage—quietly, gradually, and without warning—I began losing the ability to recognize faces. Not strangers. Not distant acquaintances. People I knew.

If you tremble, you’re emotional. If you set boundaries, you’re high-conflict. If you cry, you’re unstable.

🎧 Prefer to listen instead of reading? Click HERE . Intuition is often described as a gut feeling , a quiet whisper that rises from within before our minds can piece together logic or evidence. It doesn’t rely on a spreadsheet of facts, a timeline of events, or even someone else’s validation. Instead, intuition is rooted in deep knowing—an inner compass designed to keep us safe, aligned, and aware. When you’ve experienced intimate betrayal , intuition can feel both like a g

You show up to cheer for your child, heart pounding with love and pride, only to feel the air shift the moment their father arrives.

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I saw something come across her face and she turned away from me.

Monday, January 22, 2024, I went to court again. I can't actually remember how many times I have been to court over the past 5 years. ...

Homeschool outings were the best! 🎧 Prefer to listen instead of reading? Click HERE. Here are some comments from my clients: “I have been a stay at home mom (SAHM) for 23 years, homeschooling our 3 children. I have no skills, no income, and our children are traumatized.” “I have been a SAHM for 16 years, homeschooling our 5 children. I gave up my career because we agreed it was in our family’s best interest. No one is going to hire me now.” “I have been a SAHM for 21 years,

Here's a piece of hope to overcome a shame I carried for years. Maybe it will release you too.