Rules For Divorce

 My life runs unscripted.  Just as soon as I think I know what will happen, or in the moment I think I have a handle on it all, a supporting character will throw in a whammy and I will go right back to improv-ing my way through the scene. Shortly after I started this blog, which I had all mapped out in my mind how I would walk my reader through divorce, the bitterness, the hate, and the healing my family and I went through to get to the point of coparenting and working together for the good of our family, somebody threw a surprise twist into our lives and I realized I know nothing about how to proceed through divorce.  It has been 17 months since the whammy, and this is what I know of divorce: 13 years into it, and it can still bring me to my knees.   13 years into it, and my ex-husband still has the power to break my heart. 13 years into it, and I am still shocked by the pain it inflicts. 13 years into it, and I still cannot protect my children from its wrath. Did I mention that divor