The Date

Not a date date, but a court date. Finally. This week. Convenient to end a year and end a marriage at the same time.

Grief, happiness, confusion, loss, relief all happening too. And hope, that darned hope that won’t go away despite all attempts to live in the present. Looking forward to the new country of post-divorce, hopeful that it will be a better place, where I fit. And of course a place where I can think beyond my own head. It will be nice to move beyond the narrow emotional space of surviving.

And a date date would be nice, could be interesting. Am I ready? Maybe I should get through the divorce first. That’s enough to keep me busy this week. I’ll think about dating next year 🙂