Black and White

I saw an unfamiliar name in my email inbox but there have been so many unfamiliar and supportive emails coming in lately, that I didn’t think twice before opening it. There before me, in black and white, was my signed and file stamped Complaint for divorce. I went out and got the lawyer.  My (insert […]

When Hope Dies

We’ve moved into casual conversation land.  I don’t know when it happened or how I feel about it but yesterday Ex called to check on J and we managed to have a conversation that didn’t end in my wanting to curl up in a ball and die.  That’s got to be progress of some kind… […]

Changes

Something has to change for me. I don’t know what it is, but something has to change.  I have to do something differently or I will explode. If I keep on living the life I was living before, it is as though at any minute, my husband will burst through the door with an enormous […]

The Worst Part

I don’t know what the worst of it really is. The worst part might just be knowing there’s no break on the horizon.  No matter how frustrated or exhausted or broken I get, there is never anyone else to bring in for the second quarter.  If J is sick or tired or hungry or angry, […]

I am an empty box.

I have spent the majority of the weekend packing. Bubble wrapping my broken dreams, carefully placing all the pieces of my heart into boxes and bags, separating his life and his things from mine. And I can not hold it together any longer. I can not keep pretending that I am a functioning person through […]

A favor to ask…

I appreciate the show of support. Honestly, I truly do.  And reading the comments that come in make me feel less alone, and stronger, and able to do this. So you can understand that I do not want to turn off comments. That being said, my husband is the father of my child.  He has […]

What We Deserve

My husband has found a new place to live. He told me yesterday, calling to tell me about the lovely windows and the fantastic location. “I’ll be by on Saturday to pick up the bedroom suit and the rest of my things,” he told me excitedly.  I calmly reminded him that Saturday was his brother’s […]

Growing a Rose

Make no mistake, getting a divorce is little different from losing a loved one suddenly in death.  You mourn.  You grieve.  You wonder if you could have saved them.  Only, with divorce… at the end of the day, you see that loved one in the grocery store and you realize that they didn’t die.  They didn’t […]

Midnight Madness

My arms are open but my eyes are closed. These arms betray me.  They reach out when I want them to lie still.  They plead with their openness, offering up the unhappy truth that I want too desperately to fall into a familiar embrace.  I want to feel warmth wrapped around me, a safety net […]

Best Laid Plans

Where do you turn when words fail you? I’m just not sure. I don’t know how to say what is in my head or make sense of the feelings weighing heavy on my heart. Everything I thought I knew for certain has been ripped away.  All the precious things I held tight in my hands […]

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