What a difference a year makes. A year ago, I knew a truth that many people did not yet know: I was getting a divorce. Due to travel and other challenges, it unfolded from January to March when the actual appointment to sign the petition to divorce was scheduled. Pi Day and St Paddy’s Day will never look quite the same to me.
A year ago, I went on a hike that turned out to be a game changer. It helped with the healing more than I could know at the time. If you were local in Phoenix, you learned of the divorce earlier than everyone else. There was something about telling people in person that made it easier. I went to the Bay Area a year ago honoring this truth yet also respecting the wishes of the Ex to not share with his friends.