Feb. 8 — three years after divorce
My divorce was finalized Feb. 8, 2018, about two months after it was supposed to be finalized, but things always take longer in this town. I recall the day. It was cold, of course. I handed her a packet of papers that said it was all over, but it was over before that. As it was said about F. Scott Fitzgerald and his wife, Zelda, we leaned on each other and both fell down. I probably blamed my ex for too much. She is actually one of the finer people I've known, but with problems that impacted us negatively. I could talk about her good qualities at length, but this blog's purpose was to help me move on. Anyway, people do what they do for good reasons, and regardless of the consequences. It was my fault for accepting the situation and for so long. I should have walked away earlier, but that is easier said than done when you care about someone. I didn't dwell much on her psychology or try to explain why she did what she did, but her past is similar to mine, and those childhood...