From Divorce Papers To Prime Time

Synopsis

Outside the courthouse, I tucked the divorce papers into my bag and looked up at the sky. I was thirty-six, married for eight years, and now it was over. On the day of the divorce, I finally realized one thing: the most useless thing in this world was a woman's tears that only move herself. Breaking up didn't feel so frightening after all. It turned out life held plenty of possibilities. I didn't have to keep knocking on one closed door. I could turn around and open the next one.