My final court date is tomorrow. Without going into the whole big story, more than likely Matt and I will be officially divorced by the end of the day.
Applaud if you'd like.
Also, and far more relevant -- tomorrow is the day when the judge will determine who gets custody of Calder. Matt and I have been unsuccessful in our attempts to come to some sort of agreement. I hate that we have to put it into the hands of the courts, where no one knows Calder, or me or Matt for that matter, but sadly, there seems to be no alternative. Stupid, huh? I think so. It's not a very proud moment for me.
I am determined, however, to accept the decision with grace. It may be the most difficult of these trials.
If you could spare a prayer, thought, intention, or other significant measure of good will towards my wonderful little boy tomorrow, I would be most grateful. Maybe even spread the word a bit. Can't hurt.