Today is the 1 year antiversary of day that my fWH told me he wanted a divorce. We took our DD to her first day of school, got home and he said he needed to "talk" to me about something important. He sat me down on our brand new sofa and told me that "we" weren't working anymore and that "we" should get a divorce. To this day I refuse to sit on the sofa. My DD loves it though, so it remains in the living room.
I expected to feel sad, upset, angry...any emotion really, yet I feel like today is just a normal day. This morning was the usual crazy Mack Family morning. DD was yelling and screaming about not having to go to school today, the puppy was just plain crazy (and still not housebroken...) and my fWH was his newly-normal compassionate, loving self.
A couple of nights ago I couldn't sleep and thought a lot about the journey that my life and emotions took the past 12 months. I started out upset and cried a little but then the past 12 months recapped very quickly in my mind and I realized that even though it was hellacious, emotional and draining at times my fWH's A helped me realize that I wasn't really living. Oh, I was going through the motions pretty effectively but that's all they were...motions. Since the A, I have rediscovered my strength and independence. My DD and I have bonded in ways that I never would have imagined with my own mother and I have discovered the true meaning of friendship. Hell...I even walked, stumbled and swung through tree tops!!!
All-in-all, the 1st antiversary of DDay 1 is turning out to be anti-climatic. Let's hope the rest of the day follows suit.
Enjoy the beautiful late summer day everyone.