Keep It Moving

It was time for me to gather my girls and leave my train wreck of a marriage. The divorce, although needed and inevitable, was as messy and complicated as the marriage.

We were separated at least a year before he filed. I had been doing me. The girls and I had been living it up. I knew you couldn’t move forward looking back, so I was ready to move on at his expense. I knew we were finished, and I n...