Once upon a time… I grew up thinking I knew how my story would go. I would finish high school, go away to college, earn a degree, get married, work a little, have a couple of kids and then be a boring adult. Eventually there would be a grand kid or two. You know, the usual life stuff. But that’s not how my story went. My story had many more twists and turns. And at the ripe young age of 37, I found myself getting a *whisper under my breath* divorce. (Isn’t that what people do when they talk about divorce? Whisper? Somehow even in the advanced year of 2019,…