1,329 days

1,329 days to be exact to get divorced.  

Stacy Seeley Photography Rye Beach


I asked for the divorce in October 2010 and he moved out roughly February 28, 2011.  Our lives would be separate going forward.  Yes, we tried to be friends in the beginning.  Yes, we tried to co-parent.  However, when the Court stepped in and advised him what he would need to be paid for child support, true colors emerged and the friendship and co-parenting went out the window.  I was naive in the beginning to think or even believe that he would take care of us.  I can still hear him saying, "I will always take care of you guys", as he walked out the door.  I believed it.  I could never imagine that he wouldn't want the best for the kids.  But it didn't happen.

I'm not looking for a pity party, it was a life lesson. When you get divorced, you need to realize, you are on your own.  Family will love and support you.  Friends will care for you and help you out when they can.  But in the end, when the door shuts at night, you only have you.  It's not an easy ride but you will make it.  You will realize how strong you are and you will realize that it's okay to fall apart.  I have days that I'm not strong but then I look at those faces and know that everything I'm doing is going in the right direction.  The lesson in all this....I'm stronger than I think I am and so are you.  You'll want to give up.  You'll want to walk away.  You'll want to curl up in a ball and cry for days.  Which is all okay!  It's the moment that you will grab yourself by the boot straps and pick yourself up.  You will do it yourself.  No one else...YOU!  You will persevere. You got this.  And if you don't, I've got you.

Hugs to you.