If the sky turned purple, and everybody knew it, but sort of all stood around pretending they didn’t notice ... it would be awkward. It would be far better if someone just said what everyone had already figured out, “Hey, the sky is purple.”
It really hasn’t been unspoken, but now that it’s all official and final with the government and judges and stuff, I’ll just say it. I’ve been officially divorced. It’s been 5 months since he moved out. It’s sad and horrible and not what I wanted. But it’s done. In one sense, it was the end of the world. In another sense, it’s not the end of the world. Hopefully all the gut wrenching part is far behind me now and I can put all of my energy into tomorrow. And I really am excited about what’s ahead. I feel a little bit like a kid two weeks before Christmas. They know that something great is just around the corner ... but it doesn’t quite yet put butterflies in your stomach. I have a lot of joy. I’m actually very happy. A little shell shocked, but somehow happy.