Midway Mindset

Lessons Learned – It's Never Too Late to Take Flight

I’ve spent the last few days preparing for Hurricane Florence and the toll it’s due to take on North Carolina. Lines are 30 cars deep at most gas stations and propane is a coveted, sought-after commodity.¬†Grocery stores have become a gluttonous free-for-all with the masses planning for Armageddon. Friends and neighbors are communicating with fervor …

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When my evening flight to visit my son was derailed, I knew there was only one thing that could ease the mortal wound Southwest had inflicted – a trip to TJ Maxx.¬† Birthday gift cards were eating a hole in my wallet, clamoring for clothes that might show my waist a little grace. My closet …

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A co-worker came into my office last week and asked what was up with my blog. Why wasn’t I writing? Talk about being caught with your fingers down. I took a deep breath and told him that I’d lost my voice over the summer. That I’d looked everywhere, but couldn’t find the words, the write …

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The announcement of an engagement is typically made with joy and verve. We don’t think about how to break the news or what people’s reactions will be. We shout about our nuptials from the rooftop and flash our shiny rings. Announcing a divorce is a different beast. In the days that led up to my …

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I had my third child, seven weeks early. There was no denying that three increasingly difficult pregnancies and pre-term labors meant that my birthing days were done. But, I always thought that someday I would adopt a child with special needs – an exceptional child that someone gave up on; a sweet soul who needed …

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When my ex-husband and I were divorcing four years ago, my daughter’s only question was if her dad and I would both be at the hospital when she had a baby someday. She needed to know that in the midst of so much loss that the picture she had in her head of what that …

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When my daughter, Kayla, was five years old she was obsessed with Barbies. (Are Barbies even a thing anymore?) Pregnant with my first grand-daughter, I find myself thinking back to when she was a little girl. “Mom, play Barbies with me. You can be anybody that you want to be.” Like hell, I thought.

I met my ex-husband’s girlfriend for the first time a few weeks ago at my daughter’s baby shower – a shower that I hosted for 42 of my friends and family. Dinner and a show. No pressure. In the weeks leading up to the shower, I might have overthought the situation. It’s in the ex-wife …

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My kids all had varying reactions to the news of our divorce. My oldest son, 24-years-old at the time, had always been the practical one. He thanked us for a perfect childhood, said he appreciated the sacrifices we had made and then asked if he could come home the following weekend to get his old …

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Four years ago, much of my life as I knew it was disintegrating. I’d been diagnosed with a handful of chronic, serious illnesses; my marriage was ending, my kids were grown and gone and I felt like I had little control over the direction my life was heading. I was terrified. I don’t typically indulge …

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