People have told me their secrets all my life. Most of the time, I don’t even have to ask any questions. Or maybe just one question.
“How are you really?”
People just tell me stuff. Deep personal stuff and day-to-day life stuff. It comes as naturally as breathing. It may be a deep-felt empathy. Possibly other people see a kindred spirit in me and feel safe. I have certainly faced my own pain and challenges in life and have mostly overcome them through hard work, asking for help, and a dogged tenaciousness. It started before I was born. After a stressed pregnancy, my mother delivered me at 31 weeks. That was 50 years ago. The doctor on duty told my mother I would be born dead. Many babies didn’t make it. I was lucky and came out fighting. And I have been rooting for the underdog ever since. When my marriage broke up, I became the go-to divorce expert in my community. My marriage may have been tumultuous at the end, but our divorce was as amiable as one can be. Soon after, that I started to coach people and wrote a book of poetry to track the progress of my journey. More recently, I created a DIY program to help people get through their own divorces. At the end of 2017, I received a note from an old boyfriend. I was 23 when we met. These days, I have a son that age. This man and I had been together on and off for a few years way back in the 80’s and I realized even then that although I was good for him, he wasn’t good for me. Here is an excerpt from that note:
“I want you to know what a positive impact you had on my life -- It was your influence that made me follow up on Law School and I have been an attorney now almost 30 years. So thank you for that. You seem very grounded in your writings and happier than the average person. I hope that's true -- it's been at least 25 years since we spoke-- it means a lot to me to be able to draw the strands of my life together. Our relationship was a big part of helping me find my path -- not only professionally, but in all my relationships since we knew each other too.”
Thanks to Facebook and teaching at a college, I have gotten quite a few of these notes over the years. It’s nice to know you have had a positive impact on people’s lives. And after my own divorce, I started quite by accident helping other people through their own separations, divorces, health scares, and major life changes. When we hold onto our stories and secret them away, they eat away at us, whittling us down bit by bit until that one story too horrible to tell stops our whole life. Keeping these personal tragedies close to us - making them sacred - keeps us stuck. They leave many of us emotionally immobile and unable to heal. Life is too short to stay paralyzed in fear and saddness of a sudden death, divorce, or health complications. And I would be honored to help you navigate this journey ahead.