The biggest thing I remember about the initial stage of my divorce was the feeling of floating in space. It wasn't a good feeling. I had been untethered and even though I was the one to leave, it didn't make any difference. After being married for 18 years, I was cut loose in the world and had to go about recreating my life. It was overwhelming. The other thing that made it so hard was that all of my friends were married except for two people that I knew. It was so hard being in that place and I remember the pain. At one point during that time, I had a terrible experience that happened. Driving home from work one day, down a very narrow street with cars parked on both sides, two little girls darted across the street in front of me. A man was yelling something from the side of the street and I turned my head to the left to look at him and when I looked ahead again, it was just in time to see two little girls run in front of my car. One child must have made it across the street. As I slammed on my brakes with every ounce of strength I had in my body, my car screeched to a stop. I was frozen. The man came to my car window and tapped on it to get my attention and I looked at him. He motioned for me to back up my car, which I did. When I got out, the child was laying motionless on the street. There were no signs of blood and she just looked asleep. All I could do was stand there, I couldn't even talk. Other neighbors came out and an ambulance was called. Just as the ambulance arrived, the child stirred and was helped up. She seemed to be alright, however , she was transported to the hospital to be checked out. One of the neighbors asked who they should call that I knew to come and I told them who I was. They called my husband and when I got to my apartment, he came over. All I know is that he was the last person I wanted to see, even under those grave circumstances. He never really gave me any sense of comfort and I realized at that moment that I was right to have left. The child was fine. She only had small abrasions from falling in the street. I wasn't going that fast, but I was driving a very heavy car and it happened in the blink of an eye. Believe me, God was taking care of both of us, as I know for sure that if I had killed that child, my life would have been over too.