about me, divorce, reinventing

The BIG, UGLY Thing

Jo Ann Fore

 Deep breath. I can do this. I have to get the BIG, UGLY Thing out of the way before we can go any further on this blog; otherwise, I’ll be the same, old me. I want to be a new me, even though none of this year’s yucky things are things that I have chosen. Not even a little bit. I don’t know about you, but I like choices in my life. And I’m not talking about the Apple Pecan Chicken Salad versus the Grilled Market Salad. But I digress.

The BIG, UGLY Thing is an impending divorce. There. I said it. When I was growing up–in a pastor’s family–I always felt like divorce was a bad word. I still feel like it is. I don’t want to be divorced; I really don’t. But I’m not being given a choice in the matter, so I’m learning to accept it. I couldn’t even say the word for months.

So now you know. The foundation has been laid for what’s to come. Anyone else out there with me? Anyone else going through or already been through a BIG, UGLY Thing like divorce?

4 thoughts on “The BIG, UGLY Thing”

  1. Bethany, I know precious little about what is going on. From what you posted one would guess that your husband is filing for divorce. Know that you have been, are and will continue to be in my prayers. Love to you and the family.



  2. I’m proud of you. Proud that you started this blog to process and reinvent yourself. Proud that you let the cat out of the bag. Proud that you are being real with your feelings because someday someone else is going to desperately need your advice, help, wisdom, shoulder to cry on, or just to know that someone else has walked this road and succeeded- which you will do, my friend! The future is much brighter than this dark closet looks right now. 🙂


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