Monday, August 4, 2014

My Story…Page 5….The Letter.

I remember it was a Tuesday night.  It was the first week in June 2013. I worked on this particular Tuesday.  Only thing my mind was getting through the day and heading home.  I would go for a walk with Brodie, make a quick and tasty dinner and relax for the evening.  It is amazing that one event can change your entire life in the blink of an eye.  That is what happened to me on this particular Tuesday.  I had a very nice work day and made it home. I was thinking all was "normal".  But my normal would suddenly change as I picked up the evening mail.  There was a letter from an attorney to "X".  "That's odd", I thought to myself, "I was the only one getting letters from attorney's", because of my inheritance.  I had never looked at his email, had never opened his letters, had never checked his phone.  I had wanted to, these last several months because I knew something was not right, but I did not.  I did not want to cross the line between trust and distrust.  I googled the name of the attorney and found out he was getting correspondence from a divorce attorney.  So that is how I found out the man I trusted and was married to for 37 years was leaving me.  He never said a word to me about his plan.  There was no offer of counseling, no attempt to resolve what he viewed as our problems.  Nothing.  Just a letter from a divorce attorney to him.
My pain begins…..
You know what God says to that?  "I will never leave you or forsake you"
Thank you God!

2 comments:

  1. My Ex called after eleven days of ignoring me, only to ask what we were doing about taxes that year, since we were getting a divorce. Um, we are?

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  2. Sadly I am learning this is epidemic. They just surprise us one day and walk out. Sad and extremely selfish. I am sorry this happened to you, and to me, and to the many thousands that surround us. I think we are now here to help each other. To share our stories, our concerns and worries, our pain, to pray for one another, to become friends on this journey not of our choosing.
    One day at a time my friend.
    Kathiey

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