Midway Mindset

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

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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My first “Me, too” experience was in high-school. Straight from central casting, enter the jock boyfriend who used manipulation to try to get what he wanted. When I resisted and said no, I was called a prude, laughed at, made to feel ever so less than. He caused me to question the way I was …

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I spent the last few nights removing all traces of me and my family from my home. I took all of the photographs and turned them around to the image that was there when I bought the frame. I inserted blank pages into the 5 X 7 spaces, leaving even more to the imagination. I …

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“When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it–always.” ― Mahatma Gandhi I understand what Gandhi was saying. The good guys always …

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