I saw the movie Hancock tonight. I saw it three times tonight, in fact, but that is another story. What I wanted to talk about is the concept that two people who are essentially two halves of a whole are better off when they are not together.

I suppose it makes me think of my own ill-fated marriage and how confused I was for so long that someone who I had so much in common with, who seemed to fall into to step with me on so many issues, would just up and leave one day. And, as hard as it has been to parent alone, that my life is actually less turbulent and more full of daily joy now that I do not have this person, who seemed so suited for me, in my life anymore.

When you take those first steps away from that person, the pain pours from your every cell. You feel ripped in two. However, once you step back and look at the regained strength you have while on your own, the big picture looks so clear.

Of course, Hancock was about so much more than that, but it’s the message that hit me hardest.