When my partner and I decided to part ways, I immediately reached out to my closest confidante, Sarah. We spent hours on the phone that night, and by the end of our conversation, I felt a renewed strength that had been elusive for quite some time.
The following day, I texted my sisters at an ungodly hour—2 AM to be precise—requesting their company for lunch. This was a rare move for me, as I usually refrain from seeking support, understanding the hectic lives we all lead as mothers. Yet, they adjusted their schedules and showed up. As we embraced and said our goodbyes, I began to believe in my ability to navigate this new chapter.
A few weeks later, Sarah planned a weekend getaway for us in Vermont. We indulged in massages, devoured junk food, and by the time I returned home, I felt an immense sense of love and support. While driving back, I couldn’t help but cry, wishing she lived closer so I could tackle this journey with her by my side.
It’s fascinating how life’s toughest moments can catalyze healing when we allow ourselves to truly feel the pain. I’ve come to believe that genuine healing begins when we confront our discomfort head-on. Sure, the anguish can be overwhelming, but as I sat with my feelings, something extraordinary happened: women from my past started reconnecting. I now have three dear friends—each of whom has experienced their own divorce. Would we have found our way back to each other without these shared experiences? Probably not. The Universe has a way of bringing the right people into our lives when we need them most.
Additionally, I’ve formed close friendships online, some blossoming from a meme or story I shared about my divorce. One woman, in particular, has become a daily presence in my life. We meet weekly, discussing our Tinder escapades and ensuring we don’t cross paths with the same suitors. We spend hours sending outfit photos back and forth before dates. It feels like being in college again, filled with joy and healing.
Every few months, I host a ladies’ afternoon gathering at my home. I whip up sweet treats, pour some wine, and we share laughter as we explore topics ranging from essential oils to sex toys.
All these incredible women have been my lifeline. I don’t know if they realize the magnitude of their support, but I feel compelled to express my gratitude. I hope, in some way, I’ve made a similar impact on them.
Having reliable friends, whether they’ve experienced divorce or not, instills a belief that I can indeed handle this upheaval. We all have moments of uncertainty, questioning our worth and whether we’re doing things right.
Girlfriends have always been a cornerstone of my life, guiding me through various stages, including high school, college, marriage, and motherhood. However, their influence has been most profound during this divorce. This experience has been the toughest challenge I’ve faced, often forcing me to ask for help—something I typically shy away from. The people who are meant to be in our lives will uplift us when we lack the strength to do so ourselves.
I am incredibly fortunate to be surrounded by love and resilience as I transition into my new life.
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Summary
My journey through divorce has been marked by the unwavering support of friends and family. From late-night conversations to weekend getaways, the presence of my girlfriends has been crucial in helping me heal and regain my strength. Whether through reconnections or new friendships, the women in my life have provided me with the love and encouragement I needed during this challenging time.