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You Learn to Live With It
THOUGHTS OUTSIDE THE OFFICE Today, someone called me crying. Not somebody I expected to hear cry. Not somebody I would ever have described as fragile. He is one of those people you mentally file under steady. Strong. Capable. The kind of person you assume will deal with whatever life throws at him and keep moving. But today his wife told him she wanted a divorce, and suddenly none of that mattered. He was devastated. He told me he would do anything to save his marriage. Chang


FROM JUDITH’S DESK - THE OFFICE CAME HOME WITH ME
FROM JUDITH’S DESK August 21, 2026 A collection of thoughts that didn’t make it to the blog. Most people come home on Friday and throw their purse down, drop their keys on the table, and mentally clock out. I came home and put an entire law office on my dining room table. That picture is not staged. Those are not decorative folders strategically scattered around for some cute little busy-lawyer photo. That is my weekend. Every one of those files represents something that has


ERASED
There is a feeling I don't think people talk about enough, probably because it sounds dramatic when you say it out loud. It is the feeling of being erased. Not left. Not rejected. Not even abandoned. Erased. Like you existed in someone's life for years, mattered deeply, occupied an enormous amount of space, and somehow the world has begun reorganizing itself as though you were never there at all. I know I am not unique. Families fall apart every day. Marriages end. Children p


THE PEOPLE WHO ARE MISSING
THOUGHTS OUTSIDE THE OFFICE My aunt died this week. That sentence still does not feel real when I write it. She was my daddy’s baby sister, and then suddenly she was dying, and then she was gone. It happened so fast that I do not think my mind has caught up with what my family has already had to do. We have written the words, made the calls, shared the arrangements, found the photographs, answered the messages, and started preparing to stand in a funeral home and accept condo


She is at Peace Now. I am Not.
She had tears in her eyes, because she knew she was never going home.
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