Sunflowers & Mangoes
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Last published Mon, Dec 18, 2023
A midlife, post-divorce tale of failure, triumph and the toilsome road to self-love.
45 years of life, 28 of being a mother, 23 of being a wife. Two marriages and two divorces.
At forty-five years old, I was scared, spent, and feeling completely undone. I was at the halfway mark and had given all I had to give and lost myself in the process.
Having separated from my second husband, I sold my home, quit my job, and went on a three-week solo trip where I ate, prayed and loved my way through Greece.
From the gut-wrenching pain of walking away from it all to figuring out what you want for breakfast when life suddenly doesn't revolve around your family, Sunflowers & Mangoes bares it all as I clumsily step into the treacherous world of dating with newly gained stretchmarks and a FUPA (Fat Upper Pubic Area) and slowly begin to make my way to self love.
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