Here is what happened- One day, just heading into the counselors office, just fresh off of a vacation, I enter the room with the couples counselor. My wife entered the room I think after me. We sit down in front of him and right then she says ” I just want you to know that I have filed for divorce recently.” With that, within seconds, the Counselor remarked, ” Well, this marriage can be saved, are you sure about this?” With tear- filled eyes my spouse said “Yes”. At that point she got up, and left. We had been to a bunch of counselors over the course of our marriage already, but none seemed to work. Which leads me to a question- In a divorce- who is the most blame and how much blame should be assigned to each person? I think for me on this journey, that has been the biggest question I have asked. Next to, “Why ME Lord?”
Now don’t think I am not going to bring the Lord into this story. He is a part of it- not that I am preaching to you- I really am not. So if you have a problem with that just know I am not trying to ram that down your throat. I forgot to mention a few things about my story. First off, my wife was pregnant when the above meeting occurred. No, she didn’t get the child from another man, it was from me, that was proven the day my child was born- Exact image of me when they were born. Yes, I am not going to say he or she- I am about to disclose some pretty freakin personal stuff so privacy is of upmost importance right now. But so is transparency. Also, we were living in a house owned by her parents. Yes they owned it because of a LONG STORY. I may get into that later. So now, I am told my pregnant wife, who is due in a few months wants a divorce. I leave the counselors office, Numb. I get in my car, then I go back to our “house”. There was my wife, along with our other young child there as well. At that point I remember my wife telling me that she wouldn’t just kick me out right then, I would have a little while to pack.
Well Single Dad 