(The tiny crowd gathers about their RSS readers…refreshing the kimberussell.com home page…wondering…”Did she completely lose it? Did they really go through with it? Will she post a montage of wedding pictures fading to black with “Everybody Hurts” playing in the background?”)
No, I didn’t. Yes, we did. Definately not.
It was quick. It was tidy. We were at the Hall of Justice for about an hour and 45 minutes. Only about 15 of those minutes were spent being divorced. There’s my new name. Old name? Old new name? New old name?
Everything old is new again!
We chatted during the wait just like nothing had happened or was about to happen. We took the train out of Camden afterward. I got off at my stop, which is no longer his stop. I watched the train pull away. I sat on the bench outside the train station and enjoyed the unseasonably warm air for a spell. Then after a few phone calls, I came back home.
No drama, although I’m becoming perilously close to this blog becoming Trainwreck fodder (my God I love that site!) or some crazy Chick Lit blog.
What I will leave you with today is a photo of the contractor van parked right outside my apartment door. It was a very reassuring message to see on a dreary October morning.
We are not afraid!
I’d still do it all over again.
My thoughts are with you. Very strange how quick it is for all that years together should entail. At least my ex was in another state, but had to come back to Slack and the ASTS meeting and say sorry I’m late, was just getting divorced. God Bless.
Since neither of you talk to us (….and I am still trying to figure that out)—I was just wondering who got us? Love ya!!!
good karma being sent your way
oh yeah…change your copyright stuff on the bottom of your webpage..its now out of date