Finding my feet...

I had picked up and moved. Moved as far away as I could in an attempt to feel safe. And I learned that all I was looking for was where I had started out. I could not recapture the dreams of my childhood now where I had grown up. I had to create new dreams with my child in a place that felt like where I grew up... And that was back where we started.

Our Ninth Anniversary...

A day alone. A celebration of all that was never to happen.

Served Divorce Papers...

Even when one is aware that the papers are coming, nothing can prepare you for the emotions that come along when you actually see the papers. All I remember thinking was I want to burn them. And maybe it will go away... And yet I knew it never would.

A Second Order of Protection

This time I went to get the order in court to protect my life and the life of my daughter. And it wasn't an easy battle to be fought. It meant making choices for my daughter and choosing life over material possessions. And facing my husband in court for several hours. Given that his lawyer objected to the venue which put us in an additional hearing and then the process took three hours for the whole hearing. It did include breaks to have other peoples orders heard. And yet in the history of the shelter, it was the longest amount of time to get an order of protection. He fought not for me, but for the right to see our daughter. And in the end he stuck his foot in his mouth so much that he almost lost that right completely.