The Day My Marriage Ended
The messages of hope that I wish I could share with my former self
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9 min readJan 28, 2020
It was a March day in 2006. I sat in the driver’s seat of a hired truck, my share of the marital possessions loaded meticulously in the back of it. My wife and I had just locked the door of our former marital home for the last time and were about to go our separate ways in life, metaphorically and literally.
