I can’t explain the profound peace I feel at home.

I live about 25 miles outside of a small city on over an acre of property.

Every night I go to bed amazed at the quiet. Every morning I wake up the same way. It’s like I’m trying to just soak in and savour how good this is because I’m just waiting for it to end.

I’m in court next month. This will be the first big court session. I expect I’ll be unable to stay in this place after that.

Court moves slowly because; there’s no addiction, no violence, no at-risk minors, and because court is expensive. She’s refused mediation and opted for court. My lawyer advised “then let her come up with the money to pay for it”. So. Two years after separation we’ll be in court.

My lawyer also advised further delay tactics to force her to negotiate.

The kids are making statements this time.

RDMercer