of my d-i-v-o-r-c-e is today... I can't explain why I always notice this event, but it was certainly a M - A - J - O - R crisis in my life.
If I'd paid more attention to my head and less to my heart, I might never have married him in the first place. But that's spilt milk, and I'm a big believer in the idea of life as a tapestry : pull one thread and the whole thing changes (or falls apart). Since I'm pretty happy with my life both at the moment and as a whole, I suppose I wouldn't take the opportunity if offered to go back and change it.
I don't have a photo of me coming out of court that day, my maiden name restored and that part of my life behind me, but I did previously post on this blog a photo of me on the "happy day" . . . exactly three years and five months earlier:
Somewhere, I think I still have the dress. And that precious child with me? She now has nearly-grown children of her own. grown groan
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