Authors note: I wrote (almost) every day while going through a divorce earlier this year. It was the most painful experience I’ve ever been through, and I kept a daily log of that pain. I also lived through it to share my story with you. I’m holding onto the hope that someone out there is starting their “Day 1” today and finds solace and support in me writing through the heartache first.
Day 3
“Mama? Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, Baby.”
“Does anything happen to your wedding rings when you get divorced?”
“Yeah…you take them off.”
“Where do you put them?”
“You put them away, baby. You just put them away.”
“Mama? Are you crying?”
“Yeah. A little bit.”
“I’ll be okay, babe. And so will you. Good night. I love you so much. You are my heart.”
Igo to bed crying, eventually falling asleep hours later, only to wake up and start crying again.
Putting the dishes away makes me cry.
Eating dinner makes me cry.
Looking at my children’s faces while they are sleeping next to me makes me cry.
I quickly turn my head so they don’t see my swollen eyes and wet face.
I’m ready to wake up from this nightmare now.
Technically, my article “Write Through the Pain” was the first and second day of my divorce, but I didn’t think of blogging through the whole process until this morning.
This is me taking it one day at a time.
“The heart was made to be broken.” — Oscar Wilde