Newly divorced and adrift, how could I find a safe harbor?
The only way ahead was down. I stood outside the beis din, an early-thirties mother of four daughters, the finality of a get in my hand. Daas Torah encouraged me to take this step, end the long years of desperate struggle to save my marriage.
Not what I imagined as a fresh-faced kallah floating on dreams of the future.
That was the beginning. This was the end.
Unmoored from everything familiar, I drifted into waters unknown. Ready or not — and I wasn’t — the choppy waters of divorce closed over my life.
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