She was beautiful, smart and funny and I had an enormous schoolboy crush on her.

We never do leave home. Every house we’ve ever lived in has helped form us into who we are, has followed along with us every step of the way.

Regardless of the causes, I am dealing with an enormous loss, and the agony of watching him erase himself. It is the antithesis of creating. It is chaos as well as inertia.

It’s called coming to a crossroads. You don’t know whether to turn
left or right.

“Your right to throw a punch stops at my face.” I remember hearing this expression years ago as a basic definition of freedom in the United States. I thought of it more recently when I read …

I’m missing writing on ByJane. I’m missing doodling with keyboard and I’m missing venting and I’m missing sharing my every this, that or the other. MidLifeBloggers seems too–I dunno–grownup to just mess about on. Or …

I just finished the season opener of Jon & Kate Plus 8. It was painful to watch, especially for anyone who has gone through the breakup of a marriage. Clearly they are each putting on …

A friend of mine (who knows I am blogging about this) announced a couple of days ago that she had recently caught her husband having an affair with a work colleague.
He claimed it was just a ‘one night stand’.
She asked me what I thought.
Well, to be honest, I was sitting there thinking how much easier it would have been if President Obama had asked for my opinion on the world economic crisis.
I could have answered that question.

There are occasions when I make my husband absolutely insane. Take Saturday night, for instance. He had spent the entire day playing with his latest gift to me, yet another new universal remote control, and he was almost giddy over it. He was convinced that this was the holy grail of remotes, the one that would finally do what all the others had only claimed they could – allow you to use a single gizmo to control oodles of equipment….So, now, remind me again. Why is it such a terrible crime that I won’t sit down and read up on every new gizmo that he drags home – especially knowing that in a few short months he is bound to tell me that it is now “obsolete” and needs to be replaced?

Here’s another excerpt from Laura G’s powerful relating of her experience with spousal abuse:

By Laura G, of Rebellious Thoughts of a Woman
Four years ago, on a Sunday morning, I was attending a conference for …

by Celeste Lindell of Average Jane
It all started when my husband was in his mid-40s. He’d spent most of
his life as a musician, but had recently become a regional sales
representative for a wholesaler. That …

A couple of weeks ago, MidLifeBloggers published the first of Laura’s moving posts on an abusive marriage, Get Your Words Off Me.  This week, we’re featuring the other side of the story:  Kris’s description of …