End of Summer...End of an Era

I've mentioned before, more than once, that my life would be changing over the course of time. I knew, of course, that my weight loss would be a dramatic centerpiece of all the change and was happy for it. I'm down 62 pounds now and am over the moon with joy! I am officially smaller now than I was 6 weeks after delivering my son. I bought clothes in sizes I hadn't worn in 12 years. What a feeeling!

What I didn't realize was that other changes, changes I knew needed to be made, were just around the corner as well. So, here it is. I am getting divorced. In less than 4 weeks, I will be officially single. I am leaving here and moving 4.5 hours away. My son refuses to move again and will stay with his father. This has me gutted. It's been him and me for 12 years. His entire life...

Our divorce is not ugly. We are not trying to kill each other; we are not snarling and growling; we are not fighting tooth and nail over the vacuum cleaner or flatware. I like it this way. I wish anyone going through this upheaval, this daunting phase in life, could have such a drama-free separation. It's a great testament to the friendship we had 15 years ago that is still there, lurking beneath everything else, that we can be so kind and civil to each other. He's a good man...we just don't fit.

So, yeah. Changes. Life as I know it will be much different. But, I'm ready for a fresh start, willingly embracing the change and ready to fly.