The Beauty of Divorce
In which it becomes clear that I really like to be in control and that I wish everyone saw the error of my Ex's ways.
When I was first separated, my ex-husband and I met with a clinical social worker hoping for direction on how to discuss the upcoming changes in our relationship to our daughter. She was a small woman with big hair and fine creases in the corners of eyes that showed her experience, not her age.
She used her face in her work. A curl on both sides of her …