D-Day

I am now legally divorced. I went before the judge this morning. After 5 or 10 minutes and a bunch of general questions, it was over. No big to do. A bit anticlimatic. But I had been warned about that. I left the courthouse at 9:40, not quite realizing what just happened.

It is interesting how we can cycle through grief again and again. I feel as if I have re-experienced it all again in one day. The anxiety, apprehension, and fear beforehand. A 5 minute discussion that changed the rest of my life. The uncertainty and uneasiness afterward. And now relief that another chapter of my life has closed. I have been granted grace for an immature and naive mistake. I have been given a second chance. And that is an amazing feeling.