New Year New Life

On New Year's Eve, I went to court for the last time.

The judge asked if I still wanted to file for custody of my daughter.

I shook my head and said, "I'm here to withdraw my case. I'm going to stop fighting for custody anymore. I agree with the divorce."

Vivian and I had been married for nine years, and the divorce had dragged through six hearings.

I spent six New Year's Eve in court.

There had been no joy, only hysterical accusations.

I was tired.

My daughter was tired, too.

So, I finally stopped holding on.

I had already booked my flight home for the year.