Growing up, I lived in a quaint little neighborhood with my mother, father, and younger brother. We were a typical family, cruising down the highway of life, with only the occasional bump in the road. I’ll never forget the day my family faced a devastating detour, ultimately sending us down Divorce Lane. If you’ve ever experienced it, you know what I’m talking about. Everything you’ve ever known is completely turned upside down, and you feel as if you’re caught in a funnel cloud that won’t stop spinning. You struggle to come to terms with the end of your family as you knew it, while desperately trying to hold onto something familiar. The rollercoaster of emotions seems like it will never pull back into the depot to let you off. You cannot fathom how you will be able to pick up the pieces, as you try to create some semblance of a “new normal.” You mourn the loss of what once was, and what will never be.