Memoir: The Joy of Ex
Divorce is the kiss of death for a relationship—or maybe not. Can a medical crisis heal the wounds of the past?
by Anna Monardo and shared with permission by MORE Magazine
Neither my ex (let’s call him X) nor I had really wanted a divorce. What we’d wanted was a . I believe we shared a frustrating sense that during our few years together we had not had a fair chance—almost as if we were teenagers whose love had been muddied by the adults. In fact, we were old enough to be the parents of teenagers (X was the father of three terrific adolescent boys), but we had conducted our relationship with the kind of abandon you’d never want your kids to indulge in: work tossed aside for three-hour phone calls in the middle of the day, urgent (overpriced) rendezvous travel, lots of anywhere-anytime lovemaking. We married five months after we met. The wedding happened four days after the proposal. It was a romantic binge, a spree.
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