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November 30, 2007



I hope you can feel the vibes I'm sending you, it is to keep up the strength and to know that I admire your passion. You have handled each step of this with such grace. Hugs. K


I have been following your blog for a while now and wanted to say that you are in my thoughts....big hugs to you...


living life to its fullest -- filled with relief and resolve...that's what I hope and believe your hands will hold.

Sending love and hugs to you.


*hugs* I've been thinking about you lately. I'm sending much love, hugs, and cookies your way, girl.


Feel my arms wrapping around you.


That must have been exceptionally hard. Hugs to you, and wishes that it all soon gets easier.


again i am bawling. big hugs for you and e.


Today, I found my old wedding rings in a drawer. A drawer in my new house, in the new room that will soon be the nursery for my first child with my new husband. Then I put them away again. It was non-momentous.

Congratulations on freeing yourself. I hope that you are finding peace in your new life.


I finally threw mine out after two years of holding on to it and the hopes that we could maintain some sort of friendship.
I was so wrong.
I through it into the Pacific Ocean, someone with a metal detector probably found it.
My heart goes out to you and your boy. This is the first time I've read you. I'll be back to check in. In the hopes of finding you healing.


I remember watching my mom walk a similar path. I hope that this untethering will allow you to arrive at a place where dreams are attainable and the lows of pain are balanced with soaring joy.

Good luck to you and Lil E.


My divorce was finalized last Tuesday, but I stopped wearing my rings as soon as I told him it was over. Now, all 3 rings (2 of mine, 1 for him) sit in a small ceramic bowl by the front door, mixed in with paper clips and plastic Hello Kitty toys.

Instead, I've started wearing a ring that I bought myself when I was 19, but stopped wearing when I got engaged because it didn't "go" with the big old shiny diamond. It's just a silver, celtic ring, like you would find in the Signals catalog (which actually might be where I got it from!), but it makes me feel more like myself than I have felt in a very very long time.


Despite all the pain that is evident in this post, it is beautifully written. This is my first time reading your blog as well, my heart goes out to you.


I think Molls is awesome for going through that ceremony with you.


wedding rings

best of luck to you

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