So, though I have many reservations on doing so, I've decided to let you into my very fragile center for just a minute. Please be gentle with me.
As some of you have noticed, I have recently changed my name on Facebook. I am now listed by my first and my middle names. I did not make this change in an attempt to be novel. It is, as some have guessed, a reflection of my current marital status. No last name to post for now. It just felt more honest to be known by the only names which are truly just my own, Cherie Marcel. Given to me by my mother, who was herself alone at my birth. Fitting. Accurate.
Dan and I are not failures. We are good people with good hearts. We care deeply for each other and the three children we have raised together. We are not fighting and there is no side to be taken. No enemies. Just two flawed beings doing our best to navigate this life. This decision may not fit into desirable social norms, but it does appear to be the best one for us. We are accepting this reality with compassion for each other and an unbelievable love for our children.
Though this is not what I ever imagined or hoped for, for our children to experience, it is my desire that they will be able to unearth whatever treasures there are to be found in this. If nothing more, that they will choose, in their lives, to be honest and true to themselves and those affected by them.
This is the raw. Broken; facing judgements, opinions and interjections from friends and family; painful decisions; reflections; NOISE..... quiet.
Further details are not necessary. This is where it stands. What it is.
On with life.