December15

And One Becomes Two

In my head, May 20th of the year 2000, seems like it was yesterday. But in reality, it was over half a decade ago. Maybe the advertising world has something to do with that – my days, weeks, months and years seem to fly by much faster than ever before. But I’m sure it has nothing to do with my job, but life in general. Time doesn’t just fly when you’re having fun, you just come to the realization that you don’t want those fun times to stop.

Sadly all things stop. It’s a simple truth, maybe the simplest, but it’s also one of the hardest truths to come to terms with.

Yesterday I was informed that my marriage had been dissolved by the courts of Jackson County, Missouri. In layman’s terms, Wendy and I are no longer husband and wife.

This shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone that was close to either of us, as we’ve been separated for the past year and a half. It’s really felt that we’ve been divorced for such a long time, and that the judge’s signature was just a technicality. Again, that time seems to get lost.

Wendy and I were together for almost eight years, and though we sit in different residences and lead different lives, I don’t think that either of us regret our time together. We both grew up a lot during those years and learned quite a bit about life, love and one another. Eight years is a long time, and considering I have a hard time telling anyone what I did three days earlier, I have so many memories from those eight years. Memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Memories I don’t consider priceless, they’re non-negotiable.

Those times are over. But not all times for her and I... just the ones where she’s my wife and I’m her husband.

In our lifetime, we’re going to witness a lot of failed marriages. Unfortunately for a lot of those involved in those dissolutions, the bond won’t be strong enough to last past the end.

I’m blessed that Wendy was my wife, my confidant and one of my best friends. I’m even more blessed that she still is one of my best friends and relish in the knowledge that our bond won’t change. Friends, and family alike, say they don’t quite understand how we’re able to do that. Honestly, I don’t know either. But they just don’t know us like we know us. We’re special.

If this has read like a funeral, then I apologize. While finding out the news was a bit odd (the ultimate realization of it all), I’m not worried or scared that this will change things all that greatly. Wendy and I have already joked about throwing a divorce reception and giving back presents we received for the wedding, but I warn you, we returned some of that crap long ago (who needs THREE automatic ice cream machines?).

Kidding aside, what I’m trying to say is that while our marriage is officially over, our friendship is strong and shows no sign of wavering. I love my Wendy Michelle, more than I ever anticipated loving someone, and I’m glad I do. Thank you for being you and thank you for our lives, times and memories together. I so look forward to our future times and stories to tell. Like you said, Wendy, we ARE family.

+ original post date: December 15, 2005 02:40 PM
+ categories: All About Seth, Family/Friends