Dear Faithful Readers,
I’ve been struggling for a good six months to figure out what’s next for me as a writer. During the early days of Divorced Before 30, I had a ball telling my story, connecting with readers, and exercising my writerly muscles. I took about a year off to write my memoir, From Splitsville, With Love, and I haven’t had the same energy for this blog since.
Last week marked the seven-year anniversary of my first wedding day (I say first because I’m remarried now). The date holds some positive significance for me now (four years ago, it was the day I found out I was pregnant with my daughter). This year, I honestly made it until the evening before I even remembered that it was also my former wedding anniversary. And once I remembered? I shrugged it off. Eh.
Since that day, I’ve felt increasingly sure that I no longer want to write about divorce. I’m glad that there are other fabulous women blogging and writing books on the topic, but I no longer want to be one of them.
Here’s how I see it: If you’re seeing a good therapist, you won’t need him or her forever. At some point, he or she will look at you and say, “Hey, you’ve got this.” And I think that’s true for me about this blog. It has served its purpose. I have reached my goals. I may not have found a publisher for my book, but I wrote it, and I’m proud of it. Someday, when my kids are old enough, I’ll let them read it. And not only will they learn something important about me, but they’ll also get to read all the juicy details of their parents’ love story. It might make them blush, giggle uncontrollably, or shout, “Gross!” but by God, they will know that they were born of love. And they will know how much I wanted them and how our little world clicked into place the night their dad and I first kissed.
Dear readers, I thank you for your support over the past three years. A few of you are personal friends who have never gone through a divorce. Thank you for reading anyway. Many of you are perfect strangers who have found yourselves somewhere you never thought you’d be—getting divorced at such a young age. Know that the best is surely yet to come.
All the best,