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Lynette Evans 6/25/26 Lynette Evans 6/25/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Collard Green Kisses and Rom-Com Reality

The magic started on a Friday in Atlanta. My sleep is always a little unpredictable when I’m traveling, and I didn’t roll out of bed until 12:30 p.m. I headed to my favorite local buffet specifically to hit the salad bar. While I was waiting in line, two friends approached me. One of them looked at me, completely unprompted, and said I was beautiful and that I had pretty toes. Look at God!

Lynette Evans 5/22/26 Lynette Evans 5/22/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Power of ‘No’

There is a specific kind of intoxication that comes when you re-enter the dating world with a healed heart. You’re feeling good, your body looking like tea, and your capacity for joy is wide open. But I had to learn a hard lesson recently: Just because a man has the charm to grab your attention doesn’t mean he has the integrity to hold your space.

Lynette Evans 4/15/26 Lynette Evans 4/15/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: No More Dry Biscuits

I have realized that my heart, the very center of my desire, has the amazing capacity to recognize beauty in more than one mirror. I find myself in a season I never expected: navigating deep feelings while standing firmly on newly discovered ground. This wasn’t a planned destination; I didn’t set out to audition hearts or be out here all in my feels. But here we are! As a woman who has been refined by the scorching fires of two divorces, I have realized that healing doesn't make your heart smaller—it makes it more discerning.

Lynette Evans 3/24/26 Lynette Evans 3/24/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Archetypes of the Ascent

I look back at the years between those two endings, and I see three specific archetypes. These weren't just men; they were tutors who held up mirrors to my soul, helping me identify the high-caliber requirements I didn't know I was allowed to have.

Lynette Evans 3/1/26 Lynette Evans 3/1/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Ghost of 22

It wasn't until my life was threatened that I found the boldness to move. I learned that staying isn't succeeding if you are being annihilated in the process. It is always, always okay to leave a table where love is no longer being served—even if you’re the one who set the place.

Lynette Evans 2/13/26 Lynette Evans 2/13/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Luxury of Letting Go

“Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. You look ten years younger.”

That’s what a man told me recently, and I had to smile. He didn’t know he was looking at a woman who had survived a tsunami. He didn’t know that just as I had finished a hard, honest conversation with myself about the state of my marriage, a hidden betrayal hit me with a force that nearly annihilated me. I had no time to brace for the impact; I just had to decide if I was going to swim or float away aimlessly.

Lynette Evans 1/26/26 Lynette Evans 1/26/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Orbiting, Audacity, and Trusting Your Gut

Welcome back to the laboratory. This week, the research is clear: the “Great Fade-Out" has been replaced by the "Great Orbit," and frankly, I’m running out of space in my atmosphere for all this funk.

Lynette Evans 1/12/26 Lynette Evans 1/12/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Swipe Left on My Spirit

Let me bring you into my soft-life laboratory, because post-divorce dating has a sense of humor I did not sign up for. I told myself I’d try something new. Stretch my faith. Dip a toe into modern romance.

So I downloaded Bumble and Hinge.

Yes. Me.

A grown woman with three children, all my edges, rooted faith, and a therapist who said, “We ain’t taking this ish into 2026.”

Lynette Evans 12/6/25 Lynette Evans 12/6/25

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Art of Healing Out Loud

There are seasons when life gets so loud, whispering stops working. You stop tiptoeing and walking on eggshells around your own truth. You stop shrinking to make other people comfortable. You stop pretending you're “fine” when your soul is over there banging pots, trying to be heard and have that hurt validated. At some point, you match the volume. That’s where I’ve been — healing OUT LOUD. Not in a reckless way, not in a messy way, but in a “my heart said testify” kind of way.

Lynette Evans 11/30/25 Lynette Evans 11/30/25

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: The Price of Peace

So here I am: rebuilding, relearning, re-everything. Washington State, bless its procedural little heart, makes you wait a full 90 days before you can even finalize a divorce. Raggedy. I could’ve been free by now, had my soon-to-be-ex not spent nine rounds avoiding the process server like it was tag at recess. So yes, I’m irritated.