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Alex Delon

A few years ago, I left home with a Bullmastiff that outweighed me by twenty pounds, and my spanking new Medicare card. Yup, sixty-five and single for the first time since I was seventeen. Instead of closing the door while I mopped up tears, I slammed that sucker behind me and drove from Phoenix to Flagstaff, Arizona without a jacket. Not a great idea on the first of November in the high country.

Brad was the one that had affairs, but I was going to be the one to screw up Christmas. How does a wife, the mother of three grown sons, whose children had grown up eating chocolate chip cookies and peanuts in her bed as they watched Disney movies, walk out? I didn’t just leave Brad. I left my life. It had taken a jumble of courage, fear, and desperation to stay. It took those same things to finally walk away.

Today, I’m proud to tell you I’m an evolution. My life and my relationships, like me, are a work in progress. And I can’t wait to see where it all ends up.