Through the Debris

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.