FINAL

On Friday I received my divorce decree. It's over, 29 years of my life reduced to a piece of paper. I don't know how I feel. I did cry a little Friday night, I was relieved and I was happy. Does that make me a horrible person? I can't forget that I was married for 29 years but I am relieved that it is all over. I don't have to pretend to people that everything is alright. I don't have to lie when I go some place by myself that he had other plans - and not the truth that was he didn't want to go. I don't have to walk on egg shells afraid to say the wrong thing. The piece of paper is like making it official that I'm a failure. But that's not true - it didn't all fall apart because of me but it's hard not to feel that way.
But the bottom line is, it's over and life goes on. I have two WONDERFUL children and a WONDERFUL daughter-in-law who love me. I have WONDERFUL friends who stand by me and a WONDERFUL family. What more can a person ask for.