I was served my divorce papers tonight - as I held them in my hands, I thought, its funny, they dont look like much. At first when it starting setting in, I felt elation. It has been an unbelievably tough few years for all of us. Ultimately, I am proud of the decision we have made, as it is for the best, and the last year has definitely shown this to all of us. I started to cry, holding those papers, but they were tears of relief and even happiness. After that, I looked back at the papers - combed through the assets, the tax returns - there would be more time for reviewing that later. Then my hands turned it over to a page near the top, and I saw our childrens names listed, under Minor Children. They were listed by birthday and age; one child is 8, the other is 5. Above that, my name and Zachs, and the words Dissolution of Marriage. Below that, Time from date of marriage to date of separation: 9 years 7 months. 9 years 7 months. We nearly made it to 10. I looked down at the date of our marriage, recalled that day in December in 2001 in a courthouse in Florida. He was wearing shorts. I was wearing a Harry Potter t-shirt. We had the best of intentions. We had been giddy, euphoric with happiness. We gave it everything we had. I put my arms down again, my face crumpling, and began to weep tears of sadness.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 04:29:23 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015