D~I~V~O~R~C~E

At the very end of my divorce, my ex-husband took possession of the house and changed the locks and would not let the kids and I back in to get the rest of our belongings. He destroyed many of our belongings long before I could get the court to do anything to help us. It was a very horrible thing. But truthfully no worse than if we had a fire or a flood.

In a final mediation to end all of the marital disputes I was able to get my grandmother's china, my jewelry and the family pictures back. I agreed to divide the pictures and give him half of them back. I have put this off for a very long time.

This afternoon I pulled out one of two very large and very full boxes of pictures that represents our life together. Talk about a tough job. Many memories and many emotions. Some good. Some bad. Some highlighting the obvious that I did not see then, but see clearly now. Wow.

I hope when I deliver these pictures to him he takes some time and goes thru them too. He has a horrible relationship with our oldest daughter, as a matter of fact, I thought we had found a truce in their four year dispute, but he has drifted away from her again. Truthfully I am putting more than half of the pictures of her in there, he didn't spend much time with any of the kids while we were married, so she really is a stranger to him. I guess I am trying to introduce him to the beautiful little girl that he does not know. I hope it makes his heart hurt.