My D.I.V.O.R.C.E became final yesterday. I understand that many people in my position have a knees up, celebrate, look forward to their freedom etc. If they have been in a crap relationship, been abused or made to feel unhappy, then good for them. Me, not so much.
The beautiful and sweet mother of my two scrumptious girls has now been legally severed from me. I have a wonderful loving GF, which is great, and what is even better is that we are all having a family get-together tomorrow with my 82 yr old dad who is still somewhat bemused by all these unorthodox romantic arrangements. What with my dog dying and all, it strikes me that I am the subject of a country song. That’s it really. Post some maudlin country if you want to, be good to hear. Vim out.
I am now divorced. It’s official, and rather sad.
Rather than some maudlin country (which is great, btw) I’m sending you a great big hug xx
There’s really only one song for occasions such as this, isn’t there?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ivVJzGgcq0
As Tom would say, “fabulous”.
Only George Jones will do…
Manly hugs from here, my friend. Feck, I remember my DIVORCE DAY like it was yesterday, not nearly 21 years ago. I was on my way out of my tiny, one-room flat to go to a party for Ladies Day, at Ascot (my best mate lives next to the course. The Queen comes right past his front door, in the carriage, before turning through those Gold gates. Tony has a party on Ladies Day. Everyone waves at the Queen, and then goes back indoors to watch the racing on the telly.) I was terrified already (new people, alone, shy, scared, scarred, you know.) I opened the letter and it just made me angry. All over again. I went to the party, got drunk and slept on Tony’s floor. 21 years later, that seems like another person, another life, another world.
Here’s the wonderful Darius Rucker. Good luck.
Oh that’s just beautiful. Just what I needed. You are a lovely Man Mr B.
Fuck fuck fuck thats lovely. Crying now.
Hi Niall my divorce was also 21 years ago.It was another person,another life,another world and amen to that. Vim you will come out of it stronger – it is a life experience but at least yours is amicable which is a positive. Wishing you the best.
@VimFuego and @SteveT, thanks. I am just coming out of a bout of pneumonia, so I’m a bit slow to respond to stuff.
@VimFuego, I’m so glad you liked the song. It was the title, rather than the lyric that attracted me but, hey, I adore Darius Rucker so, anytime I can get his music some exposure, it’s a good day. 21 years ago I was in a really bad place. I have written about some of it on here already. But life changed. It got better. I met someone, when I wasn’t even looking, and she changed everything. We’ve been married for nearly 16 years. We laugh everyday. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
But I had to go through the shit of the divorce to find her. Hold tight. You have no idea what is just around the corner.
@SteveT Snap. It’s about time we met up for a beer.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djcJI0Oc8a0
Commander Cody
But Vim, look on the bright side, all those bastard solicitor bills have stopped too.
As a bastard solicitor myself, I was wise enough to avoid that.
Is that a *mic drop*? Apparently all the young people are saying it but I’ve really no idea what it means.
Anyway, best of luck to you, VF.
As an aside, the solicitor who drove my last one, in a porsche, seeing as you ask, when I asked said that he was too frightened to get a divorce, because of his training and what he had seen. (Mind you, uncertain whether the woman he was having a sly coffee with in a backstreet cafe was Mrs Bastard Solicitor or not, as he didn’t either introduce her or acknowledge me, barely half an hour before we were due to meet in his office.)
Emmy knows:
I’d have gone for Roy Harper’s (not at all country) The Naked Flame but it’s not on YouTube.
Still there is always Steve Earle and Goodbye. Here’s Emmylou again, accompanying Steve on Later. I could have gone for his song Goodbye’s All We’ve Got Left (a man with as many divorces as he’s had is bound to have a reservoir of divorce songs) but much prefer this one.
Not country. I could have killed for Montana’s big sky. Unforgiving Utah. All I had was the Westway. A black cab. The hearse our marriage left in. Rain. Of course. The front door. The house. Howling silence. Not my children. I loved them. Very much. And her. More than anything. Not enough. It seems. Poured whisky. Played this:
E-Bow The Letter
R.E.M
3 years now since mine. It’s still tough.
Still not divorced, 5 yrs of separation. Kind of over her. But the heartbreaking thing is not seeing my daughter every day.
Good luck. The terrible cliche is ‘it’s never too late to live happily ever after’.
Here’s Ron Sexsmith with (there is) life after a broken heart.
Another member of the club here; my divorce came through last year. While it was a huge relief, and absolutely the right thing to do in our case, it was also a time for reflection; I remembered how optimistic I felt when we got engaged, that I’d met the person I’d spend the rest of my life with. Later realising I’d been quite mistaken was rather devastating.
Anyway. Nearly five years on since we separated and my life has never been better. My marriage now feels like a long, strange dream.
All the best to you, Vim.
HXx
As good an excuse as any for this:
There are times when I think this song is one of the best ever written. John Hiatt, What Do We Do Now?