I often think children are  wiser and more in tune than we are. Sometimes though they are just children.

When my dear friend Sam and her husband split up I was devastated.  It was about a year after my own split and although I felt alone I did not want her to join me. The death of her marriage was a secondary blow to me- so much carnage and waste- it made me realize how my closest people must have felt for me. And for themselves. When a marriage dies part of our belief in love does too.

When I told my daughters their story, I saw something different from what I had seen in myself. I saw sadness and confusion; that we shared. But I also saw relief and I don’t blame them for this. They needed to not be the only ones they identify with on this. They needed some community.

We all need that. That is behind this blog.