My BF stayed the weekend at my house and no one died – so, there’s that.
It was awkward, but not lethal.
In the making of my new life, I’ve taken my time to decide what I want and lay down its foundation. I’ve come to the harsh reality that a new relationship, and inviting someone else in, needs to be a part.
We’re not meant to do life alone, even though there are places in me that scream it would be much easier that way.
My post-divorce checklist looks something like this: