"Congratulations!" my lawyer's secretary exclaimed over the phone "Your divorce order has come through today, and we will also need you to pay your bill".
"Um, thanks"
Later that night I sat with co-workers and friends at the Springs. Teresa paused as our food was put in front of us. She lifted her beer and said "Before we start we should raise our glasses in a toast" We all obeyed and lifted our drinks. "To...." pause "....divorce?"
I couldn't help but giggle. Really, it's not much of an occassion to toast, but I admire the thought.

I wasn't sure what to expect from the day my divorce was final. It turned out to be pretty uneventful. There weren't any tears or fond memories. Pretty much the same as every other day this year. I think I grieved for this marriage along time ago, this was just paperwork.

So if any of you know any single 30yr old men...... (kidding.....)