In 2005 I was fifty-four years old; living in Charlestown, a waterfront neighborhood in Boston; and working in Marblehead twelve miles north of the city at my store Piari Luna Design. By then I had had three failed attempts at romance and was reevaluating my life.
By the time I divorced Len in 2002 we’d been married thirty-two years. The silver lining of this relationship gave me my three wonderful children and two gorgeous grandchildren and taught me how to be self-reliant, take care of my finances, and educate myself through travel and meeting unique and interesting people. I also loved Len deeply but had learned that loving someone cannot heal their wounds no matter how much you try.
By the time I divorced Len in 2002 we’d been married thirty-two years. The silver lining of this relationship gave me my three wonderful children and two gorgeous grandchildren and taught me how to be self-reliant, take care of my finances, and educate myself through travel and meeting unique and interesting people. I also loved Len deeply but had learned that loving someone cannot heal their wounds no matter how much you try.