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Month: September 2015

September 2015

Pacing the Path

  This past weekend I tromped through the apple orchard with my family, celebrating the changing of the seasons. The soft breeze carried the sweet scent of ripe apples in the air right below the bulging branches. As my girls and their cousins raced off to the corn maze, I lazily followed and lay down in the grass and gazed upward into the depths of the blue sky. Their nervous laughter shrieked up over the cornstalks as they found the curves that turned into a continuation of the path. The divorce transition is one akin to trekking through a corn
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The Risk of the Rush

After the doctor examined me he handed me a list of recommendations. At the top list were three simple words: Do not rush. It was an appropriate prescription. My driving record revealed I’d had more than one speeding ticket in the same year. I completed college in three years. I opted for the “Fast Track” program when I studied to be a coach. And in far too many moments my mouth has moved at a speed far faster than my brain.  With the exceptions of the time it takes me to run a 5k or to learn my life lessons,
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Integrity Intact

Two weeks ago I made a room full of a thousand people laugh when accepting the Better Business Bureau Integrity Award by acknowledging the societal irony of a divorce firm winning an integrity award. Laughter and jokes aside, integrity is the single-most factor that has supported my sustained career as a divorce lawyer. But more importantly, it is the most critical characteristic to manage during the divorce process. Often people come into my office initially searching for a shark. They are looking for an advocate that will squeeze every ounce out of the divorce in their favor. They want to
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Heartache Pass

This is my charmed life. My Saturday started with a delightful invitation from a law school classmate to pick wild flowers on his acreage. Armed with my best shears, I gleefully celebrated the humble goldenrod as our state flower while filling my bucket to the brim. As I leaned in for the Black Eyed Susans, a wave of sadness gently washed over me. I was reminded of a bit of heaven on earth from my married life. Like many who go through divorce, a treasured piece of land I loved had to be sold. It was the place I went
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