It is Finished...
...and besides the excruciating pain that shot through my heart when my ex-husband erroneously stated our date of marriage, and also my middle son's birthday - it was just fine! Fifteen minutes. In and out. Here you are married, and now you aren't! Slick, ah?
The director of my department went with me. She ordered me to find someone to go with me (Yes! Like homework!) and then when I could not round anyone up, she canceled a four hour department seminar so that she herself could go sit in an empty courtroom with Jerry and I and his lawyer and the judge for 15 minutes. And she cried.
It was very sweet.
Sweet but scary because...
When will I cry?
Am I dead inside now? Or is there nothing to cry about?
Not that I want to cry. I just want to have assurance that my current emotions are genuine.
My current emotions are... happyrelievedfreeexhiliratedsadlonelyangryecstaticcurious.