L and I have decided to divorce.
It's hardly a surprise to folks that really know us. We've been struggling over what to do with our relationship for the last two years. Then, the "D" word was an "or else." Now, it's a settled calm.
But it's a hopeful time too. Of relief and peace and new beginnings. Of honesty and living lives that are more open and true to who we each are. Of recognizing what we share - both of us in love with Little N and committed to his happiness.
So I find myself in a mixed season of crisp brown endings and tender green beginnings all intermingled. My mixed emotions rush and hiccup and pause and flow. Facades fade and fumble. So it's also a whole rich vibrant season of truth and reality. And that gives me the courage, the peace, and the energy to continue on this new and unfamiliar path.