What's in a Name?
After the Ball Charles K Harris After the ball is over, After the break of morn – After the dancers' leaving; After the stars are gone; Many a heart is aching, If you could read them all; Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball. I chose my blog title based on an old Victorian song. I came across it as a child when I was learning to pick out a few songs on my mother's keyboard. I was greatly fascinated by (my admittedly romanticized version of) the Victorian era at the time and I loved the melancholy nature of the song. The Victorian era (the romanticized version) remains one of my favorite historical eras. I felt the refrain fits my life rather well at this point since I am going through my second divorce. Divorce is rough. Changes are not always easy, but divorce is a huge blow. It signifies the end of things. Even when it is a relief and an end to abuse, as was my case, it is also an end to hopes, dreams and an odd sense of normalcy to the craziness