I will never forget the day I was called by the process server to arrange a meeting place so he could serve me my divorce papers. It was a dreadfully awful phone call as we quickly agreed to meet at the Shell gas station near the Galleria. Sitting in my car waiting, not knowing which car he was going to be in had me in a panic and constantly thinking “is that him?” everytime a car pulled up. I was so scared and had no clue what was going to happen next. Being served divorce papers was like waiting on the Grim Reaper, you know he’s coming and at any moment your death will arrive.
Once he came to the scene, we both got out of our vehicles as he showed me the document I needed to sign. I couldn’t help but notice the screaming words at the top of the first page, “YOU HAVE BEEN SUED”. That moment took me aback and I realized how serious this situation had become, it was legal and it was real! Reluctantly I signed my married life away but this wouldn’t be the last time, it was just the beginning. Not many words were exchanged between me and the server as we moved ahead with the process; just the handing over the pen, the scribble of my signature and a simple goodbye. As I climbed into my car I began to sulk, I had no idea where life was going to take me and being a stay-at-home mom I had no job, no family close by or the support I needed to even give me a loving hug. I never had felt so alone in all my life…
Do you remember the day you were served the papers? Or they day you had them served?
If you have the opportunity to be there for a friend that is waiting for the Grim Reaper of divorce to arrive, don’t hesitate to be there for support. A simple shoulder to cry on will help dampen the blow of such a heartbreaking moment.
Blessings to all,