I’m going to start this post with a plead for kindness and understanding for my children.
As you all probably all by now…my marriage has come to its end.

We are all in terrible amounts of pain right now.  Each of us trying to grab a hold of some sort of sanity.  It feels surreal and we all keep hoping to wake up from this horrible nightmare.  Not a minute goes by that I don’t say, “Wow. This is happening. This is what my life is right now.”  I want to grab all of my thoughts and memories and hold them close to myself and not let it all slip away.

Sadly, for my children, it is slipping away and no matter how many tears we collectively cry it’s not going to mend the broken hearts of the 7 people involved.

This is all still very fresh and very raw so I am going to ask a few favors and hope that people can respect them:

If you see me or my children on the street or around town, please don’t glare, snicker or be mean.  Please, for my children. I just want to start over and have a safe place for my children to heal and feel welcome.  You don’t have to bring a casserole or be my new best friend…just try to be a little bit understanding of all the pain we are going through right now.

Please no mean comments.  Kara is having a really hard time getting through this and we are doing our best to not point fingers.  I know it easy to try to make someone else feel better by bashing the other person, but that is not what we are doing or allowing.
If you want to leave a comment, please be respectful to each child and adult that is reading this and be reminded that all of us are broken.

I want to thank all my friends and virtual friends for all the strength, prayers and words of encouragement. Thank you, Megan for not allowing me to be alone. Thank you Nancy for everything you continue to do….your friendship astounds me. Thank you Dan for being the person you are…our friendship through the last 19 or 20 years has been a blessing.

As far as the business goes, we are working through the details.  If my friendship with Dan is any clue to how much a friendship through a divorce means to me, then we should be able to iron out what needs to be done and it will work itself out.

I start my job Monday morning.

This was never a post I ever wanted to write.  I never thought I would.

My heart is broken in a million pieces and I don’t feel like my world will ever be the same.   I know it will someday be better, but right now…