This is my husband, Mr. Duh. He is one of the most handsome, hilarious, and hardcore people on the planet. He can usually be found building something, hanging with his wife, or out in the world succeeding at whatever he puts his mind to.
Here we are, Mr. and Mrs. Duh. I'm not going to lie, we are an odd couple. We are complete opposites with the exception of our love for each other and our sick senses of humor. Our marriage may not always be perfect or pretty, but it's always full of love, laughter, and bad-assery.
These are our two fur-children, Ozzie and Floyd. Ozzie is a Mama's Boy, and has the neurotic personality to match. He is always polished, excited, and gives the best puppy smooches. Floyd is a man's dog. He's tough and loves getting dirty. Floyd loves everyone he meets and can't wait to find new laps to sit on and toys to tear up.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Parting is Such Sh*tty Sorrow...
As you may have noticed, I have been silent in the blogosphere for a couple months. I'm briefly emerging from the shadows today to say that Mr. Duh and I have decided to end our marriage.
Even though the decision is mutual and this is ending as amicably as a marriage can... We've both been taken aback by how painful this experience is. The feelings of failure, embarrassment and shame are overwhelming. Anyone who has ever thought of divorce as taking "the easy way out" has obviously never been in this position. Easy is not a term I would apply to our situation.
We are spending the next little while determining how to divide all of the things we have accumulated over our eight years together and working out the physical/financial/emotional logistics of separating.
I'm not sure what will become of this blog, now that my misadventures through military life are coming to an end. That, and I won't be a "Mrs." anymore. Life does go on, though. After the grief and sorrow have been worked through, I pray that hope for a happy future can emerge.