Mary couldn’t remember the last time she felt genuine excitement or joy. She’d begun avoiding social interactions, and her friends were growing worried. She desperately wanted to rediscover her passion for life, but the wounds of her first marriage had never healed. She felt trapped.
Joan couldn’t remember the last time she felt genuine excitement or joy. She’d begun avoiding social interactions, and her friends were growing worried. She desperately wanted to rediscover her passion for life, but the wounds of her first marriage had never healed. She felt trapped.
Sam couldn’t remember the last time she felt genuine excitement or joy. She’d begun avoiding social interactions, and her friends were growing worried. She desperately wanted to rediscover her passion for life, but the wounds of her first marriage had never healed. She felt trapped.
Emily couldn’t remember the last time she felt genuine excitement or joy. She’d begun avoiding social interactions, and her friends were growing worried. She desperately wanted to rediscover her passion for life, but the wounds of her first marriage had never healed. She felt trapped.