We were nearing the end. After all the happiness, the pain, the back and forth between each other and attorneys - here were the final divorce papers prepared for me to sign. I was the first. They would be sent to him to sign next and after that the process was rumored to be rather quick. I couldn't help feeling emotional as I read through the final draft and put my signature on the bottom. This was it. This was the end of a chapter. Even though I imagined myself happy again in the future (see post #75), I still felt incredibly sad to be signing my name. After everything we had been through, I could not believe that things would end this way. I knew it wasn't my choice, and I knew it wasn't my fault. But I was still sad. I allowed myself to cry and reflect on everything one last time (or so I hoped) and then I did my best to let it go. Something bigger, better and brighter was most certainly ahead.
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