It was Aug 2, 2004. A day that should have been in the "TOP 10" of happiest was already the worst and it was only 9am. I was separated from my husband of 7 years. This was our seventh wedding anniversary in fact. We sat that day, in our favorite cafe and signed HIS divorce papers. I emphasize HIS because I didnt want it, then.
He married (and divorced) again. Last I knew he stil ached for her and was trying to make thing different so she'd take him back. Good on them both.
I recently found this little ditty and today, as I sit planning the new pages before me, I realized I am moving on. This says it all.....
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