The Beginning of My Grand Adventure

This story begins on a winters night.   A Wednesday,  11th August 2004.  It fascinates me that I remember the date.  I'm not someone who normally remembers such detail, but this one is etched into my brain like acid on glass.

Two days before Dad's birthday.

About 9:30pm.

I rolled my 38 week pregnant self over - a feat within itself, and asked a question,

"Are you ok?"

It was a weird feeling asking.  I'd been pondering the question for a few minutes, actually thats a lie, I knew the question had to be asked for a few days, but I am a gifted procrastinator of biblical proportions!

I knew I didn't have to ask.

I knew that though my life was perfect* there was no going back from the answer.

The answer astonished me.  No, ASTONISHED me.

And there ended my marriage.

Katie

*my perfect life will be a future post, such perfection needs to be expanded upon! ;-)