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A simple meme... credit to @dailydunndecor I began writing in my journal on August 14, 2018. I had only written one line. "Monroe starts kindergarten tomorrow." A lot has happened in the 3 months that I started this journal. I've had my first parent teacher conferences, my boys started wrestling, and I was served my divorce papers exactly one week ago. There was something about that moment. I can't describe it. I knew it was coming. He had said he filed, but that had been a couple weeks priors and I still hadn't received anything. Just that, something as simple as that, gave me hope. Unexplainable hope, that maybe, just maybe, we were going to be able to stay married and work things out. I had actually filed all of my paperwork as well. It was just whose attorney was going to file it first. When I heard the knock on my door, I knew. That sinking feeling in you gut. I looked out the peep hole of my apartment door and saw an older man. It wasn't the FedEx gu

I will only look back to smile... I recently made a post on my instagram in regard to going through a divorce. I wasn't glorifying it. I wasn't doing it to make other people feel sorry for me. I was posting it because I felt like some people thought I was trying to hide it. And to be honest, for a while I was. I was ashamed, embarrassed. I felt like a failure. On that day, I was ok with it. I was able to accept it for what it was. I felt like I was becoming a stronger individual, a stronger mother because of all of these negative experiences that I had gone through. I knew on that day, I wasn't going to let it define my life moving forward. On that day something happened. I had more than 10 people, some of them close friends, some of them just acquaintances, reach out to me and tell me that they were going through the same thing. They saw my post a being brave and vulnerable. I was told it was inspiring. This caught me off guard. The social stigma of someone going th