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Month: March 2015

March 2015

March Madness

I am not, nor ever have been, a basketball player.  The one or two seasons I donned a basketball uniform in junior high, I felt like I was an accomplished player if I fouled out of the game.  Clearly, I didn’t have a clue what I was doing and I am not what people would call “athletic.”  I found my authentic match when I switched to a cheerleading uniform and all that required was good ol’ fashioned positivity.  That I could do. Despite that I know absolutely nothing about basketball, every March it becomes important to me.  The competitiveness of
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Brothers Balance

My children lost a lot due to my divorce.  They lost dreams. They lost having one place to call home. They lost the luxury of not having to explain.  Despite a good co-parenting relationship between their dad and me, the tears and rage that can accompany divorce did not escape my children. The phone call with the tiny voice saying, “I just want to be with you.”  The bedroom door kicked in by my twelve year old. Cuttingly cruel words coming out of your own child’s mouth because he knows your wounds well. I wish I could have spared them.
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Pit and Peak: A Week in the Life of Co-Parenting

With 15+ years of being a divorce lawyer under my belt, I can say without hesitation that I am most often asked by my clients and people in general, about how I personally co-parent my children post-divorce. My former spouse and I share joint legal and physical custody of our school-age daughters and have for the last 4 years. Some people have commented, “You make it look easy.” The truth is, it isn’t easy and just like any parent couple knows, it comes with ups and downs. My former husband and his new family have a dinnertime ritual of debriefing
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My life hasn’t seen this many tears since my husband, John, died. In the last two weeks, I have witnessed those near me experience a historic court ruling, a death of a beloved, and the next step on the divorce journey. In just 14 days I have lifted champagne to my lips in three separate places, had two titanium implants drilled into my jaw, lunched with a renowned executive from Japan, received bouquets of roses and daisies, and bolted out of a funeral service to openly break into the kind of uncontrollable sobs ordinarily reserved for the end of the
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