Lucky I have to say my divorce was not a difficult one. What was difficult was making the decision to get a divorce. My wife and I met when we were very young, at a time when most people were married before the age of 21. My story is not much different. We lived in the same neighborhood, went to the same high school, I was even best friends with her sister. We dated for a year, got engaged and married the following year. It was the way it was supposed to be. We had a fine life. We settled not to far from our neighborhood where we grew up. We had lots of friends in the area. We played in a bowling league and vacationed each summer. Life was just fine. Some years later I decided to go back to school to get my teaching degree. Working my way through part time left me unavailable to do some of our usual activities. Eventually, I graduated and started working. At this time I was in my early thirties and life seemed to be changing all around me. I was changing. My wife and I didn't seem to have much to talk about. We tried to reconnect, we went to marriage counseling, we continued bowling, we even took exotic vacations, but the spark was lost. It seems that I had become a very different person then who I was when I was nineteen. I was interested in seeing our lives change and he was very content with the way things were. After some time, most of our conversations turned into arguments, we were unable to see each others points of view. This continued for years. Finally, after exhausting all possibilities and making each other very unhappy, we decided to divorce. It was a sad time because it was clear that we respected one another as people. The problem was that we didn't respect one another as partners. After much conversation, we followed through with the paperwork.

Sometimes things don't work out the way you think they will but sometimes its for the better.