The Last Time I Saw My Husband

Reflecting on two years ago today

Two years ago today, was the last time I saw my soon to be ex-husband.

It was November 3, 2022, and a few days earlier I had served him with an ex-parte, asking him to leave our home. He had filed for divorce six weeks earlier, and things had progressed to an unsafe atmosphere in our home. I did not want to ask him to leave, but I knew I had to, for all our sakes. We all needed a break, a time out so to speak.

My heart was broken to a million and one pieces. Shattered.

This was not what I wanted. I wanted peace and harmony, and love and forgiveness. But things were too far gone. If truth be told, our marriage was over years and years ago. Our poor choices and behaviors had brought us to this point, and we were now being served the consequences of our choices.

I am now divorced.

Or at least, I am on the way to be. Both parties have signed an agreement and the paperwork is being finalized through the courts. Two years ago from today was the last day I saw him in person, outside of divorce court this summer, and the last time I had any sort of face to face conversation.

I will never forget those last moments, when he was getting ready to leave…