I’m dedicating my writing to all the women who have lost the love of their lives to infidelity. Why the name “Don’t Forget the Mascara”? While picking up my kids from school one day, I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen in quite some time. She was all done up, with makeup on her face, her hair done, and wearing a cute outfit. Usually, when I see her, she’s in a comfy outfit—sweats and a little makeup, but never mascara. She never liked wearing mascara, but this day she had it on. When I asked how she was doing, she looked at me and started to cry. At that moment, I just knew; the look on her face said it all. Her husband had left her for another woman. Why was she dressed up like that? Probably because she was going to run into him that day, have a conversation with him, and hope for maybe a reconciliation. She wanted to look her best. The thing is, he had seen her at her best; he’d seen her at her worst. It wasn’t going to change. He was going to move on. She was forever going to be changed and heartbroken. I know this because I’ve lived it. You get through it; you gotta go through it. I’ve heard people say before that death is better than divorce because it’s final. You’ll never see that person again. You’ll remember them the way they were, but with divorce, you will see that person again, and you will remember what they’ve done—the heartache they brought upon you, the sadness, the feeling that you’re not enough. But you are. You are enough.
What I’m about to share with you is a bit of everything I went through with my ex-husband, my new husband, and a little bit about my younger years because I feel that’s important. It shaped me in the direction I took, the decisions I made, and how every part of our lives matters.