Last night at a meeting at my girls’ school, an acquaintance from 15 years ago, when our babies were babies, came up to me and told me a mutual friend had sent her my blogs this week.

I asked her if they are personal to her-in other words trying to see if she had joined this strange and growing club, of the separated and divorced.

She told me she is very recently separated. She is that girl- pretty, smart and together and you never knew there was trouble. We are all that girl or that boy. We are all struggling with something. And we all hide it well.

I see today she has subscribed to my blogs.

This is why I write.

Life with teenage daughters- click here to read my friends story called “I have changed my mind”