In February, my life was completely upended. Literally, it felt like being upside down. I couldn't breathe. I just walked around with my hand over my heart, tapping it periodically, to try to keep me breathing. Wendell moved out on February 17 and by the 18th we had jointly decided to divorce.
The last two months have been among the hardest of my life. But I'm slowly getting my bearings. I have taken over tons of things that used to be "Wendell's job" including some that would surprise him that they were "his" job. But I'm getting rather proud of the things I've done by myself.
- Getting air in my tires
- Taking my car through a car wash
- Getting an oil change
- Getting new family pictures taken with just me and kids
- Buying a lovely, comfortable chair for my room
- Buying new decor for my room (thanks to my amazing sisters)
- Going out with friends on the weekends
I'm starting to feel happy by myself and even look forward to the life I can create on my own. I'm being stretched, which hurts, but I'm also learning. And I love learning.
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