5 years ago today, I took a sick day and filed for divorce. After filing at the court house, I put fuel in his truck and picked up some supplies that he needed. How messed up was that?
The past 5 years have been many things: full of change, full of tears, full of laughs, much angst. There has also been: a wonderful group of friends, SI, some funny dates, and the emergence of one extremely independent chick.
I wish that I had taken control of my life years earlier.
My hope for the next 5 years is a life that continues to be well lived. The 2nd life of Williesmom has been so much better than the first one.
I think I have moved past FTG to the stage of "what guy, was I ever married?".