Tag: Red Tape of Freedom: How My Heartbreak Led to a New Beginning

They walked in all smiles, hand in hand like the world had conspired just for them. My ex-husband of twenty-five   years and his new wife—Abby, the much younger mistress he married right after our divorce. Still flushed from their honeymoon, they came back expecting to play house in the very home I built with…

My ex-husband and his young wife, Abby, returned from their honeymoon expecting to settle into the house I built over 25 years. But red tape marked every space—my way of showing it was still mine. I calmly told them they had two weeks to leave. Abby mocked me, but I stood firm. This wasn’t their…