An ending and a beginning

I have been struggling with how to write this post for a long time.  And I think I have finally come to the realization that there is no good way to write it.  But the cat is out of the bag, and there is no sense keeping things to myself anymore.

A lot has happened.  It has been a hard year.

T and I have decided, after a long process to end our marriage.  When this year started, this was not the ending I though I wanted.  But it seems to be the only one that works.

I won’t say the reasons aren’t important because they are.  But they are only important to us and I will leave it at that.

And now, here I am.  The paperwork won’t be final for a couple more weeks, but for all intents and purposed I am divorced.  Time to move forward.

The kids will split their time between T and I.  Two weeks here, two weeks there.  This is still a work in progress, and adjustments may be made as we go along.  We will have to see what works.  I hope they forgive us for doing this to them someday.

So, I sit here, in an apartment full of boxes.  It is both exciting and terrifying.  I am not sure what happens next, but I hope a year from now we are all in good places, happy places, with good lives.  And I hope T and I will always be there for each other as friends.