As I rode the lift down to the train it was impossible not to notice a lady standing right in front of the doors, she wouldn"t move as people got in and out. Once she exited a man with a drawl said, "sure would have been nice if that woman could have moved her big butt out of the way so people could get in and out". We all laughed. I got out on the same floor as him and his wife. She told me he wasn't from here and I laughed. I told them it was a Miami thing. She told me people here are very rude here and I apologised for all of us.
Then she said they were from South Carolina, and were staying in a hotel so that she could go to Jackson for cancer treatment. All this as we were walking to buy tickets. Today was her first treatment for lung cancer and she never smoked. I thought how scared they both must be. I wished them good luck and we lost each other in the crowd.
The train station we were at was the first one on the track so all trains head the same way. I purchased my ticket and headed to the train wondering why I had taken my sisters advice and worn such high heels, even though they did look good. Once seated I looked to see if I could see the cancer lady. I jumped off at the next stop and jumped back in one carriage down, still no cancer couple. After doing it 3-4 times I found them.
Hi I said, I just want you to know you are going to kick cancers arse. And I asked if I could give her a hug. She said I could, so I did. I told her we aren't all rude here. She will love the cancer hospital and that the nurses there are fabulous, polite and kind. Her hubby smiled, that was a first. She asked if i was going to work, I said I wasn't but what I was doing didn't matter. Then I left and gave them a thumbs up. I hope she beats the sh*t out of cancer, I hope everyone does. And I hope Miami smiles on them, it really is a mean place and no one at all speaks English.
I got off the train and headed to court.I knew he wasn't going to be there and nor was his attorney. We got a last minute cancellation thingy on Wednesday but my attorney filed some papers statng that the show MUST go on. Imagine my surprise when he walked in and then 20 minutes later his attorney did. I was terrified they were going to pull some crap and it was going to be postponed again. But it wasn't. It almost was as he hadn't taken his parenting class. The class we were told to take in December of 2012. The class can be taken online. The judge, thankfully offered him 30 days to do it in but he requested 60 and was granted it.
We were told to raise our right hands, I absentmindedly raised my left, I always do, I'm left handed, it's more natural for me and we had to swear to this that and the other, I felt a lot like swearing at the injustice of the lady on the train but I did as I was told. The judge spoke rapidly and then he looked at me and said, it's over, you are divorced. You and Ms. Baker (my attorney) can stand right there you don't have to go down to the 14th floor my girls will take care of your divorce documents. I like you, you're nice people. I thought that was a funny thing to say. So we waited and out of a printer shot a divorce decree.
No longer will I tick the box: married
Single. White. Female.
|As I was standing on the Metro Rail platfrom heading home at 11am I turned around and this was behind me. it was so good to have it all behind me.|