01/07/2010 Divorcing your friends

Who knew that this week would end up with the fireworks that it did.  I am not talking about the 4th of July.

I know that sounds funny but it is true.  I have a tight-knit group of friends and we have been together for awhile-a few years.  We have our ups and downs but we are family and family does on occasion have issues.  We are all strong individuals with high intelligence.  We agree to disagree so when one of us divorced the rest of us…it was a shock.

Without going through all the drama, suffice it to say that there were indications that, at least, I should have seen there was trouble coming.  I was blind.   All of us have kinda been in a type of funk lately.  Maybe it was the weather or the lack of muses for some of us but we were not the cohesive unit we used to be.  Again, signs were missed.

He was in a funk-he felt cutoff-he needed to be assured we were still with him.  Today, it all blew and fragmented all over us.  No amount of talking could mend what broke into a thousand pieces.  Granted there were caustic, hurtful remarks and comments.  Forget the finger pointing-we all needed to take blame.  He hurt and we missed it.

In the end, respecting his wishes, he left.  Divorced us.  No custody fights.  No visitation rights.  It was finalized with a  short good-bye.

It has only been a few hours but I miss him.