I Saw My Husband With Another Woman in Denver. I Smiled and Complimented His “Friend.”

require you to ignore your instincts or make yourself smaller. I’d learned that being alone was different from being lonely, that solitude could be a gift rather than a punishment.

I’d been on dates—some good, some terrible, none serious yet. And I was okay with that. For the first time in my adult life, I wasn’t defining myself by whether someone loved continue reading …