The divorce papers arrived yesterday, he is now officially a single man! I did not think I would mind that much, but it did sting to think that he was still "someone else's husband", even though separated. I don't want to jump and dance, because he is still hurt that his previous marriage did not work, and the divorce papers are a bit of a reminder of those horrible years... but inside, I am ecstatic! Not only that he is not a husband to an abusive, cruel woman that cheated on him repeatedly and treated him like shit for years... But also that I can look at him now and now that he is "free", "available". That he is "only mine".
And can also dream... :)