Member of the Bar

     By the end of September, reality had set in and Mama Bear had come out.  I had to protect my girls at all costs.  This meant moving forward legally.  Hiring an attorney was as stressful and as pathetic feeling as I had imagined it would be.  It was surreal, all of it was surreal.  How did we end up here, or now, how did I end up here?  I signed the paperwork with the same tears that had been falling every single day now for three and a half months.  I just wanted it to stop.  My attorney handed me a tissue.  Unfortunately, it was a stark reminder I was not the first person to ever find herself in this office, at this table, hiring a divorce attorney.