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Thins first got "interesting"...

Things first got "interesting" for me and Susan a couple of weeks before she officially moved out on 12 April. Things were so amicable between us, I envisioned a world where she and I would go through everything together and make any decisions generously and magnanimously. Then we would both pack things up and move her into her new house. I aspired to a relationship where we both had keys to each others house in case of emergency, and we continued to get on well. Sadly, reality intervened. She organised relatives to come around and help her move out, and then she...just started packing things up. She just grabbed...whatever. Without telling me what she was grabbing or what she was leaving behind. I was too caught off guard to say anything. I did my best to just be one of the worker bees and to put things in the cars that were waiting. But I couldn't entirely hide my dis-ease with what was going on. I was doing my best to furtively glance in boxes to see what of our

Moving on and starting over

Susan* moved out on Friday 12 April, after dinner. I watched her pull out the driveway for the last time, while the boys were in the others, on their devices. Part of me wanted to take a picture to commemorate the moment, but it seemed too painful for words. After 18 and a half years together...that was it. The split has been amicable, but incredibly difficult. For the first 5 nights, the boys (Alex*, 15, and Calvin*, 13) stayed with me. Thankfully (blessedly!) my adult daughter (Kate*, 22) came and stayed with us for a few nights, helping us all to stay busy, to stay positive, and to provide a distraction from the profound ache that I surely otherwise would have felt. There is so much to record, so much to process, so much to process that a blog seems the only right way to do it. I have been using every ounce of my 22 years of personal growth experience and 8 years of conflict-resolution experience to stay on top of our separation, doing whatever I can to keep it amicable while at the