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HELP SAVE Generation EX!!! Help Jen Abbas!

The Amazon link to the book is below. There are so few resources available to ACOD's (Adult Children of Divorce), that the possibility that this book isn't going to be in print anymore truly breaks my heart. You can read the author's blog here ( to learn more about it.

If you are willing to help, please email the publisher at . Help save this important book!

Here is my own impassioned plea:

Dear Waterbrook Press:

I read Jen Abbas' blog and was sad to learn that her book Generation EX: Adult Children of Divorce and the Healing of Our Pain may not have a second printing. The fact that this book may not be available in the future truly breaks my heart. This is a book that should be on the shelf now and next year and even five years from now. Every day on a Yahoo! group for adult children of divorce (and by this I mean adults whose parents divorce after a lifetime together…

I want this!!!
Jen Abbas is my new hero!

There's a new book releasing in January. The author is Brooke Lea Foster, and the book is: The Way They Were: Dealing With Your Parents' Divorce After A Lifetime of Marriage (Crown, 2006).

"There is such a need for books that focus on those who are adults when their parents divorce," Jen says.

I agree.

I wonder where the phrase "Gray divorce" came from? Good thing I'm going back to work at a college in the fall; I'll have access to a good library in which to do research.

I will request a copy of this new book if my query to TCW is accepted. Definitely.

Silence~golden or oppressive?

Not very many people know about this blog. I don't post it anywhere, and I started it only so I could comment on others' blogspot blogs. Then it became my writing blog.

I haven't written anything the past couple of days, and I can feel everything building up inside me, like a volcano. But I have so much frustration about other things in my life, that I don't feel like I should "waste time" with writing, when there are other things that are more pressing to do.

My girls are at their grandparents' and even though they are not slated to return home until tomorrow, I expect to see them this evening.

I long for silence and unstructured time, but when I get it, I don't know what to do with it. Strange.