A friend noticed the typo that I made in my last post title, “Divorce is immanent.” I meant to type “imminent” but I was tired and not thinking. Sometimes great insights come from that not-thinking place, don’t they?

According to the American Heritage Dictionary, “immanent” means:
1. Existing or remaining within; inherent: believed in a God immanent in humans.
2. Restricted entirely to the mind; subjective.

vs. “imminent,” which according to Dictionary.com means
1. likely to occur at any moment; impending: Her death is imminent.
2. projecting or leaning forward; overhanging.

So there it is, the divorce, immanent/imminent. The divorce is inside me, indwelling, as is all the beautiful memories of our years together. It’s outside, in the works, ready to culminate in a court room somewhere.

And life goes on. Oh does it go on. Today was the most beautiful spring day yet, I think. The emergence of the sun after days of monsoon-like rains did wonders for my gloomy outlook. Today I chased toddlers around playgrounds and stepped in many mud puddles and ate the most exquisite Ethiopian vegetarian combo for dinner.

Life goes on.