When Things Fall Apart

When things fall apart we start looking for cracks. The moment when the inevitable demise began. Do we do this by choice? Or does the curtain of denial start pulling back involuntarily? Revealing the truth that has been there all along.

I know that I am not the first almost 50 year old woman in the world to be left by my almost 50 year old partner of 20 years. But really? How does this happen? How do we throw ourselves off cliffs this…