"Sometimes goodbye is a second chance..."
September? Really? I can't believe I've gone so long between posts...
So much has happened since then. Mostly the divorce is continuing right along - with a few bumps in the road. I've finally grown my own set of balls and started standing up against someone...he doesn't particularly care for that. And he has lived up to his name of Fucktard on more than one occasion.
I had my first holiday without the kids back at Thanksgiving...boy that was tough. Way tougher than I would have imagined. For the most part both of them are chugging along as if this has been their whole existance. The three of us are now living at my mom's in the hopes I would have my own place after the first of the year. Then I lost my job. So we're here a little longer than I planned.
I'm ready for someone to stop throwing me curve balls already. I've just about had enough "lessons learned" chunked in my face. The latest just last week, when a friend took his own life and the life of his estranged wife. Sometimes I wonder how I wind up in the middle of shit like this. But mom made a great point the other day - maybe this is someone's way of showing me what can happen - or what I should be on guard for. I lost my job - and I'm hoping that opens up new opportunities that I'm yet to find. I lost Rob - and I'm hoping his death has taught me how truly fragile and tragic life can be.
On a lighter note - 6 months down - 6 more till I'm officially a divorced woman! :)
Love to everyone. I'm hoping the next post will be more humorous and less dark.
