The Letter: Recovering from the Wreckage of Divorce, by Jarrod Davis
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“SLAM!” My boys still haven’t learned the art of closing a door with enough confidence for it to latch but not enough exuberance as to keep the kitchen cabinets from rattling like a train had just passed by the house. It did however bring me back to reality. I glanced down and saw the letter in my hand and without even opening it I let out a sigh before tossing it on my newly repurposed kitchen card table. It had been one of my divorce victories. The boys sprung upstairs like a slinky in rewind. They had become too chilled in the back yard as the night air began to take its possession of the day. The spring sun was still thawing out the new year, and hopefully my soul. I could hear the boys laughing upstairs while I started dinner. Their giggles rolled down and over me like medicine. The simplistic mind of childhood is swallowed up by the monster of life way too quickly. How ironic it is that we spend our childhood longing for independence and then we spend our independence longing for innocence. I caught myself living vicariously through them on that night. As the evening concluded I tucked everyone in but me with a bed time story and prayers. I whispered to my youngest the words I remembered my dad saying to me, “See ya later alligator.” I melted as he spouted back, “Afa while cwocadile.” I brushed his cheek with a kiss and then slipped into the kitchen where I stood sipping my coffee. Reaching down, I grabbed the letter and swallowed hard. Somehow the contents of this envelope enveloped me in a vacuum, and yet it was still sealed. Lodged in my throat was an untraceable foreign object that didn’t seem to be going away. My body, cool and clammy, yet simultaneously I could feel the heat radiating off my forehead from the heartbeat that seemed to drill into my skull with every throb. It was a dichotomy that was echoed in my emotions. This was what I wanted. Wasn’t it? I was the one that filed for these papers and signed them with full awareness. I was the one that had initiated this very moment. I knew the ramifications of what I had in my possession. I finally had a legal document in my hand that brought conclusiveness to what I wrestled with for years in a long, weary and hidden season of my life. I swallowed one more time, took a deep breath and ripped open the envelope like a child hidden out of sight from a parent would unwrap a chocolate bar. When that holy seal was broken a cloud of perplexity filled the room. Things would be different now, eternally different. I had spent the last 10 years of my life in full-time ministry, protecting families from… this. When the news came out, people that I had invested my life into retreated beyond grasp. Some of them I was happy to see retreat. Others, I reached out after and watched as they faded into the shadows. Propaganda ran its course and people made decisions based on what they thought to be accurate. I can’t say I really blame them. Peoples’ perception is their own reality and they typically base their decisions and feelings on those perceptions, even if those perceptions are accurate or faulty or some fuzzy place in-between. I was now a castaway. With my opened letter it was finally official. My life had been etched with a scarlet “D” and I would forever live in its shadow. I was somehow supposed to have immunity to this. Most people didn’t quite know how to handle it, so they did exactly what anyone does in that situation… nothing. The silence was deafening. My worst nightmare had come true. I was a failure.
The Letter: Recovering from the Wreckage of Divorce, by Jarrod Davis- Amazon Sales Rank: #1334081 in eBooks
- Published on: 2015-03-23
- Released on: 2015-03-23
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0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. Thoughtful & Inspiring By David L. Kennard For anyone who has experienced the sting of the letter and for those who have come alongside to care. A valuable resource that I will recommend and a sobering reminder to us all that the letter is not the end. Thanks Jarrod for the humility and humor! I am blessed by your candid, heartfelt story!
0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. Great read By A Customer For those who have recently found themselves on the other side of divorce or have a loved one walking thru the process, this is well written, practical advice. God loves you too!
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