On Monday, I took some time off of work, went to my county's Clerk's office, and filed for divorce.
Yeah.
While I was standing in line, directly in front of me was a couple waiting to get married. Not applying for a marriage license but actually getting married. I thought to myself, What's sadder, filing for divorce or getting married in jeans with no family present? But even after just a few seconds, I realized that I was harshly judging this couple. It was 9 am on a Monday morning, so all of their friends and family were probably at work. And maybe they didn't dress up not because they didn't care, but because they're poor and didn't have anything nicer. They were both wearing white tops and they looked well-groomed, so they took at least some care.
So, I realized that the question that I sarcastically asked myself pointed to the simple fact that joining your life to another person's, even in less-than-ideal circumstances, is an expression of love and hope.
And getting divorced is just sad.
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