Surviving My First Two Years of Divorce, Part 1

  He said it was strange, this trail. We walked through the ponderosa pine forest, pushed him in a sturdy jogging stroller. Damp weather enlivened the scent of their needles and heightened the green of the miniature ferns, lush mosses, and tiny wildflowers – bluebells and shooting stars – along the trail. My son was … Continue reading Surviving My First Two Years of Divorce, Part 1