When Broccoli Rabe = Freedom

This has been a fantastic week.  It's my annual pilgrimage to Martha's Vineyard, an island off the coast of Massachusetts. Every year I rent a house with 4-5 Spinsterlicious girlfriends and we beach, eat lobster rolls, drink cocktails at breakfast, and hang out at the club like we're still young and carefree.




While here, I had the good fortune to do two readings and signings for my book,  The Spinsterlicious Life: 20 Life Lessons for Living Happily Single and Childfree, one at the private home of a dear and generous friend, the other at the Oak Bluffs Public Library.

Whenever I'm doing an event where I'm reading from my book, I like to engage the audience by having them share their stories. A very popular topic of discussion is what the single women in attendance enjoy about being single. Regardless of whether they're single by choice or happenstance, there's usually something good about it.  


One of my favorite new stories was told just the other day. A woman, let's called her Alice, spoke about how she used to hate coming home to an empty house when she first got divorced. It was too quiet. There was no one to ask her about her day or "what's for dinner.".   Soon enough she realized that she didn't mind that there was no one to ask her about dinner because she also realized that sometimes she didn't feel like cooking dinner. Or cooking a dinner that her husband would eat because there were some foods that he just wouldn't touch.   Read more: http://eleanorewells.com/when-broccoli-rabe-freedom/







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