Ain't Life Strange
Four years ago today, Tom and I closed on our little Hastings-on-the-Lake and moved into our very unfinished Swamp River Ridge house.
Was that the beginning of the end for us? Some say yes.
Others, like myself, see the real beginning of the end as being Tom's March of 2009 trip to Arizona to "find himself" . . . and his subsequent accident & five-day hospital stay out there. Looking at that time in retrospect, I think that he desperately wanted to tell me that he "wanted out" during the conversations we were having while he was recovering . . . but couldn't.
Anyway, now, on September 15th these 4 years later, I am going over the next-to-final copy of our divorce J & D (Judgment and Decree). Hmph. Ain't life strange?