Spring has finally arrived and with it the freedom from boots, socks, shoes and all other manner of strangulation which my feet have endured all winter long. I will shortly be looking for my "formal" court sandals so that I do not flip flop my way down the hallowed corridors of the matrimonial world but instead stylishly express my love of the seasons with a new summer wardrobe and a fresh pedicure.
What about hot dogs? Well I hear they have good ones at the new Citi Field. The Mets are one and one so far , not a great start but as I start every baseball season with Tug McGraw's mantra of "You gotta believe." I find it also fits as a life saying especially to those in the minefield of divorce American style.
As a client you gotta believe that some justice will be served as you enter the court house right? Not necessarily I burst the bubble of each optimistic client. My power suit and heels can only go so far, if the facts and circumstances fail to support my arguements even if passsionately delivered.
What tends to happen in the spring? People fall in love. Not necessarily with their own spouse, mind you. Maybe with someone else's maybe with some one new. My job is to accompany them on their journey to end the failed relationship. I hold the door open so they can advance into their future. Wish I could help the Mets....hey you gotta believe.
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