I'm Becky Sherrick Harks, better known as Aunt Becky, and you'll normally find me blathering on my own blog, Mommy Wants Vodka. But I'm here at The Stir to secure Total World Domination, er, discuss how I'm (barely) surviving parenthood.
No one ever said divorce was easy. Or if they did, they should be smacked down. Hard. Because it's not. Even though my husband and I are still friends - mostly for the kids, but also because we like each other as people - it's tough.
Whether you're at the beginning of the divorce, when all things must be done! right! now!; during the middle of a divorce, struggling to find your way again; or at the end, when all is said and done, it can be hard to remember which way is up.
Here are my best tips for someone who is going through a divorce.
I always hate the first few weeks of the new year, mostly because I live in Chicago, which means it's freezing cold and icy, and mostly because I'm sick to death of people in commercials who are all, "Let's diet! It's a new year!"
Not that I think that getting healthy, going to the gym, or watching what you shove down your gullet is a bad idea; on the contrary. It's just that going all balls to the wall, switching up everything in your life based on some arbitrary date is silly.
You can ALWAYS choose to switch it up - you don't need a resolution or a date on the calendar to do it! It's time to take charge of your health!
Here are some simple ways to get your healthy on all year 'round.
I've been quietly searching for jobs since July, when the "D-word" finally came out of the shadows and into the light.
I've been freelancing for years -- I even run my own non-for-profit organization, but the "not-for-profit" part of running that organization plus the irregularity of a freelancer's schedule has made me a bit more than stressed to the gills.
I got married pretty young, which means I'm among the first of my friends to join this new "divorce club" (kinda crappy club, by the way. The food sucks and the company is non-existent). But I remember hearing about other people who'd been through a divorce and kept their married names.
It baffled me. Why would you want to tie yourself to someone you are no longer legally bound to? Why would you want that daily reminder that "hey, things didn't work out, you big failure"?
Turns out? I get why people keep their married names now. I'm one of them.