Destruction, liberation and forgiveness.

How do I begin a post like this one?  Despite numerous attempts over the last few weeks of inactivity on my blog  I have not found a graceful or poetic way to say that I’ve ended my marriage.  Ya, Merry Christmas hey?  There would have been a thousand better times for this tidal force to move me as it did, but it seems I could dam the force no longer. The first I heard of this tidal force was a number of years ago.  Inside of me, though, it began not like the tide that moves me now but like the slow, intermittent drip of a leaky faucet – a.