Jody doesn’t want to have the conversation until after the first of the year. Okay, I can deal with that. I can respect that it’s still messing her head up, because, honestly, so’s mine. But, I need to heal. And to heal, I need to move on. So, I can’t stop moving on, even though I’ve hit this roadblock.

When there are no children involved, a Michigan divorce has a 60-day waiting period. This means that I can start the ball rolling now. Trase has clued me in to a couple of books that include all of the forms that I’ll need to use. With most of my money tagged for catching up on bills and for gifts, I think I’ll ask her to borrow her copy, if she’s still got it.

By the time anybody gets served with anything, all of the knots will be untied.

I am healing. I know who I am, now. I am a good person. I am sad, and I am mourning. I am moving on.