Team
CATHY MEYER, Divorce Expert
I’m a mom, certified life and divorce coach, marriage educator, writer, acrylic artist and lover of two small dogs who keep my feet warm at night.
I’m the expert for the Divorce Support channel at About.com where I write articles on all aspects of divorce. I’m also a resource writer for First Wives World where I cover issues involved in navigating divorce and moving beyond. I’ve spent the past five years working with clients going through divorce, studying the effects of divorce on individuals and developing strategies for handling divorce and moving on to a new, rewarding life. (read more here)
LITTLE BIG WOLF![big-little-wolf-loves-words-kids-tennis-red-and-hot-shoes1[1] big-little-wolf-loves-words-kids-tennis-red-and-hot-shoes1[1]](http://divorcedwomenonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/big-little-wolf-loves-words-kids-tennis-red-and-hot-shoes11.jpg)
Surely a flirty French shoe designer in another life, in this life I am a freelance writer, parent (to two teen sons), art collector, polyglot, traveler, and devotee of exquisite footwear and fine (you got it – French) lingerie.
After a long corporate career on two continents (including writing behind-the-scenes), I turned my tap-tap-tapping on the keyboard skills to freelance writing for business and the arts. I am a former newspaper journalist, and have published on a variety of topics in both national and international print magazines, as well as on the web. (read more here)
ERICA MANFRED![Erica-Manfred-Photo-2[1] Erica-Manfred-Photo-2[1]](http://divorcedwomenonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Erica-Manfred-Photo-21.jpg)
I was fifty-eight years old when my husband announced that he was leaving me for a younger woman. At the time I was living in the middle of nowhere in upstate New York, in a house on a dirt road that got snowed in during the winter, with a hyperactive adopted two-year-old, no job, no family, a future ex who didn’t make enough to support us both and no prospects of finding anyone else because I was too old and had a little kid.
I could go on but I’ll spare you. I just want you to know that I speak from experience when I say that if I could survive divorce at midlife, anyone can. (read more here)
DELAINE MOORE
For eight years, I lived what appeared to be the family dream – three young kids, a nice home, a loving husband…
But at age 37, my entire identity was wiped out by infidelity and divorce. I followed all of society’s rules, I thought lifelessly. And for what – THIS?
To my absolute shock however, one part of me suddenly came alive: my sexuality. I wrestled with it hard, trying to push it down. I was a stay-at-home MOM after all, and one who conducted herself by high morals and principles.
But my body wanted what it wanted. And, because my head and heart were too messed up to take charge, I followed it. Over the next year, my body thrust my life forward, demanding that I recognize how much of my Self and passion I’d sublimated to be the perfect mom and wife. It was time to get ‘her’ back. (read more here)
THE WILD MIND

Is there a hell? Yes, there is and I’m living proof. I braided my own rope, tied the knot and threw it right over the precipice where I dangled amidst the scorching flames of Hades, the very destructive and damaging result of my own fear-based choices. I’m The Wild Mind and I’ve lived to tell about it.
I married at 23 years of age as a legitimized manner of running away from home. I married a man who lived one way publicly but who was incredibly intimidating and frightening to me when angry. I knew I was in for trouble when I didn’t even want to enjoy that marital (so to speak) right of passage. I figured I’d dug my grave, I needed to lie in it. I endured that unhappy marriage for 16 years. (read more here)
MAYA![Maya-300x225[1] Maya-300x225[1]](http://divorcedwomenonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Maya-300x2251.jpeg)
Maya was a figment of my imagination. Maya is a woman who emerged from a long~term marriage that saw May lying broken and bleeding as she looked around at the destruction of what used to be her excellent life. Maya is who rose from those ashes. Maya is the Phoenix. I became Maya.
I took wrong turns, I ranted and raved and raged, crying myself voiceless in the night. It was only the morning light that brought the sweet, sad eyes of three children who were watching in fear for the return of their tender and soft mama. I caught my reflection in those mirrors and turned myself around. (read more here)
ME & MY EVIL TWIN
My name is Lynn and no, I don’t actually have a twin brother or sister. The ‘twin’ I speak of is an aspect of me. I became aware of her voice over two years ago when my ex blindsided me by taking off with another woman.
It’s not that my twin is pure ‘evil’ per say so much as that she is a hardened, no bull-shit, strictly logical-thinking kind of personality. She’s such a contrast to the other me – the one who has directed my life for the past 35 years who is spiritual, loving and always trying to please and do good. My girlfriends often joke when we’re discussing men and relationships, “Now let’s hear what the other ‘you’ thinks.” (read more here)






