Hello! Welcome to Monday Morning Coffee and Chat! Today I’m addressing writing characters who are divorced – in response to a slew of negative reviews and/or comments about it.
You can read more about the book discussed at this link.
In Florida, you don’t get a “divorce,” you get a “dissolution of marriage.” I’m not certain how the legalities work, but the two are different. In order for the “dissolution” to be final, my then husband and I had to both attend a parenting class.
I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of a 4-hour parenting class taught from a secular worldview, but I had no option if I wanted my marriage legally over. And, because of my husband’s personality and his typical inability to follow through with things, I picked him up and drove him to make sure he took the class, too.
In the end, it was rather painless. We sat together, watched the films, did the worksheets, and received our participation certificates. Immediately, he gave me his and the next day I took them to the courthouse and we were given the date for the final hearing with the judge.
But while I resented the entire forced attending of this class, I’m actually happy we had to attend. We learned two extremely valuable lessons that I might never have learned otherwise…Read the rest of the article at Faithful.live.
My mom will say that as her senior year of high school came to an end, while her friends planned colleges and careers, her only plan post-high school was to marry Bill (my dad) and raise children. Her father asked her to try a year of college just to avoid any “I wish I had” in the future. So, she pushed through a year of community college, finished with no intention of going back, and started planning her wedding.
Next month, my parents will fly to their hometown and celebrate their 50th high school reunion. While they’re there, they’ll celebrate their 48th wedding anniversary.
I never imagined I’d be divorced. I had a good life in a good home with loving, Christian parents who modeled a Biblical marriage for me in a beautiful way. Like my mom, in August of my 20th year, I married my high school sweetheart…read the rest of this article at Faithful: New Beginnings