Last Thursday, I finally received the tax paper I was waiting for and now we can do the last stretch of the D proceedings. I didn't waste a day and wrote to WW after putting the kids to bed. We'll complete the mediation agreement, send it to a lawyer, then to court. I don't dread it anymore. In fact, I almost relish it. I'm still upset at the D, in that I disagreed with BD, but I take it as a given and irreversible. So there's a part of me that's throwing these papers at her: "Here's the D you wanted. Happy, now? I don't care." For the longest time, I didn't want to take charge of it, but now I say: bring it on. I'll get this done, I'll cut this link to the past. I'm also a little pleased it's happening 1.5 year after BD and OM. Their honeymoon must be over and while she may not want to R, she might have a slightly more realistic idea of who he is, and what's a serious relationship like.

Increasingly, I see WW as a 10-year period in my life. She's no longer my defining partner who's left me incomplete. She's just someone who came and went, leaving me two kids I adore. I wish I didn't have to deal with her forever, but I will. She keeps reaching out with small stuff, like yet another email about a good podcast she thought I'd love. I kept it in my inbox for a week, then realized I would never listen to it, so I just archived it.

Much more interesting and productive for me is building something with New Girl. Still too early to know if she's the one, but there are no red flags so far. We spent the week-end at a cottage, bringing groceries, wine, guitar, music... I'm grateful to have this in my life. Just last Friday, D4 came in my bed a bit early and we had a good giggle -- it's no so easy to make a 4 yo laugh heartily without tickling! I can't think of a single thing that isn't right in my life right now. What a journey!


M39 D6 D3 (at S)
S 2014-09
D 2016-09

"You can't start a fire sitting around, crying over a broken heart" - Bruce Springsteen.