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Divorce Diaries
This isn’t just about what ended—it’s about what began. In this series, I share the real, raw, sometimes ridiculous journey of navigating divorce as a woman, a mom, and a human figuring it out in real time. From the gut-wrenching decisions to the awkward freedom of learning to sleep on both sides of the bed, these posts are about healing, rediscovering yourself, and slowly rebuilding a life that fits even better than before. No sugarcoating, just real talk—and maybe a few plot twists.


A sad girl with a cup of tea
Monsters I want to tell you about our wedding vows. I want to tell you, but I cannot. The truth is, I do not remember them. Mine or his. At least, not in their entirety. I know I said that I wished for him my entire life. Every birthday candle, every shooting star. The same wish. Him . I am not sure what to wish for anymore. When the clock strikes 11:11, maybe it is foolish to wish for true love again. Maybe I should have been more specific. True love that lasts. I know he vo
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Jan 154 min read


2025
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... “Happy New Year!” I raise my glass along with everyone else on the dance floor. The room is covered in glitter and champagne. My satin dress and fur coat glow under the disco ball, along with all the other gorgeous women dressed to the nines. For a split moment, time really does slow down with the start of a new year. A blur of smiles, alcohol spilling onto the floor, people kissing. Aw… people kissing. I want that. I want that every year, don
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Jan 35 min read


Look at all the happy families
Christmas Cards Growing up, I used to have a friend named Kelsey. Every December my family would go to her house for dinner. I always looked forward to this meal for a variety of reasons. One: Kelsey was a really good friend. Two: Kelsey’s older brothers were cute. Three: the Christmas cards. Kelsey’s family had a funny tradition of proudly displaying all the Christmas cards they received and then having guests vote on the most attractive family. The entire door leading to th
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Dec 10, 20255 min read


Thanksgiving
Ouch. My heart is being pulled in too many directions, none of them good. Thanksgiving 2021 Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. My husband and I are already dressed in our cozy sweaters, sinking into the sofa of my in-laws’ house. We are each holding giant mugs of coffee. The house smells like a lovely combination of vanilla Coffee-mate, stuffing, and pumpkin pie. If I could bottle any scent and turn it into a candle, it would be this one. PJ is two. We are trying to get him
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Nov 26, 20255 min read


Worth Remembering: Part Two
It wasn’t real. Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind. Like my relationship with my ex-husband never actually happened. It was all just a dream. I didn’t gift him Hershey kisses every September 18 to commemorate our first kiss. He didn’t sneak into my dorm room window one night when I was sad to hold me and tell me everything would be okay. We didn’t go to Olive Garden for lunch dates in between classes. I didn’t save every letter he wrote me. I didn’t pocket every receipt
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Nov 17, 20253 min read


Worth Remembering: Part One
Like You Don’t Even Exist That’s what I wanted it to feel like...a clean slate, a digital erasure. I didn’t mean to. I swear it was an accident. I never look at our old photos or videos anymore. I didn't read old texts. I deleted most of them. ( I thought. ) There’s no more evidence that we ever loved each other, no texts where he’s saying he misses me or calling me “baby.” No pictures of us cuddling or videos of us dancing. Leave no trace behind. His Guitar Once again, I for
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Oct 30, 20254 min read


October
"We are all ten days apart!" October has always been my favorite month. You can call it basic if you want, but who doesn’t love a pumpkin coffee, a cozy sweater, and a hayride? October also just so happened to be the month when all the most exciting things happened in my life. I fell in love with my husband in October. I got married in October. My birthday is in October, and I had my son in October. In fact, my son is exactly ten days apart from me. I’m ten days apart from my
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Oct 25, 20253 min read


Did you feel that?
This House The house smells like cardboard boxes. The hallways are filled with the sounds of tape ripping and bubble wrap popping. I’m...
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Aug 13, 20254 min read


I was there.
I was there. You told me you loved me. I said, “I’m not ready to say it yet. Hope that’s okay.” You kissed me. I was there. I pulled you...
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Jul 16, 20252 min read


A house is not a home
My ex-husband moved out a few weeks ago. I sit on our couch and... Our Couch We loved visiting Bob's Discount Furniture. Not only was the...
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Jun 28, 20253 min read


Business Casual
Dirty little secret It's an odd experience when you realize your whole life is changing but no one else is aware. You feel as though...
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Jun 18, 20256 min read


The walls were supposed to be pink
THE FIRST STEP was a text "Hey family! S ( my ex-husband ) and I took a really big step today and we want you all to be included. We have...
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Jun 11, 20254 min read


I don't know how to be a role model
This post is a love letter to the students who were there for me when I didn't know how to be there for them. Congratulations! If you...
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Jun 4, 20257 min read


How did it end? Part Two (Amber's Version)
Warning: This post contains explicit content that may be triggering for some, with themes around sex, purity culture, pain, and divorce....
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May 28, 20255 min read


Chapter Three: How did it end?
The real reason you're all reading this blog Thanks to social media, we have all become micro-celebrities in our own right. We each have...
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May 9, 20253 min read


Chapter Two: How did it go?
"Marriage is hard." It's the common advice every married couple feels compelled to share once you announce your engagement. It's as...
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May 8, 20253 min read


Chapter One: How did it start?
Girl meets boy I still remember the first time I saw him. It was the second semester, freshman year of college. His hair was way too...
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May 7, 20253 min read
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