Life offers ample opportunities to feel not good enough, and I had a fair amount of practice before getting divorced. I don’t have particularly low self-esteem, but I didn’t make it out of my youth unscathed. Who does? Getting divorced inspired a whole new level of insecurity—one of acute moral self-consciousness, [...]
There’s something about young love. Not so much the kind where the lovers are young, but wherein the love itself is new. It’s such a thrilling time of firsts and discoveries, of romanticizing your lover and also unearthing his or her idiosyncrasies. Josh and I had been together for about three months, and although we’d [...]
Believe it or not, I went to church on the Sunday following my Catholic beat-down. My parents encouraged me to join them at the campus chapel where I got married, and I fell for [...]
When Mom asked me to join her for Mass on Sunday morning, I reluctantly agreed. My family isn’t Catholic, but she had attended Saint-Someone-or-Another’s as a little girl and was often drawn via nostalgia or guilt to attend Mass. I’m not sure what you’re supposed to do the morning after asking your spouse for a divorce, but I figured that praying couldn’t [...]