Here’s Where the Story Ends
Divorce was finalized today.
I saw him today for the first time since our final blowout back in September. He looked like a tired, broken down old man. I guess I should feel some sort of vindication about that. But I don’t. It was just sad.
To his credit, he was very polite and cooperative. I ended up initiating small talk while we waited for my attorney — simply inquiring about how he was and how his family was. It broke the ice. I was no longer nervous or anxious. I wasn’t even angry. I wasn’t upset. I found I didn’t feel anything for him beyond what I’d feel for or about any other fellow human being. I guess that’s closure.
Funny the way that works. Ten years together and that’s how the story ends. With barely a whisper. Two strangers who were each other’s worlds, once upon a time.
