A Love Letter to My Husband and His First Wife

On the day of my stepson's wedding.

Working on the flowers I did for rehearsal dinner. Author photo.

Divorce is a mine field of awful.

You have to cross this long expanse of terrain in the full knowledge that with each step, you get hurt. Injury is unavoidable, and there’s more to come. It’s an experience I wouldn’t wish on anyone.

I often hear people in the process say the kids—the collater…