60 days
It's here. The end. Well, not really. Its not that kind of morbid finality, but it is an end of sorts. This is not a funny, happy, jump-for-joy, kind of thing either. This is the end of a chapter of my life. An end of something that could have been, well, obviously more than it is. It is the end of my marriage. Yes, today, today papers were signed, filed, legalities agreed upon, etc, etc. Today, began the countdown to the next chapter. The next story that my life will hold. We had a good day, he and I. We talked, laughed, quarrelled amicably (yes, it is possible), and took care of what needed to be taken care of. There really wasn't much left, business wise. After all, this process started last year. I think there is a lot to be said for all of that time. That time where I questioned, cried, loathed, hurt, prayed, yearned, and sought. I sought. Hard and Up. And I found...