{"id":13818,"date":"2024-11-20T10:19:19","date_gmt":"2024-11-20T10:19:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/?p=13818"},"modified":"2024-11-20T10:19:19","modified_gmt":"2024-11-20T10:19:19","slug":"the-end-of-an-era","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/?p=13818","title":{"rendered":"The End of an Era"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-13819\" src=\"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/fishi.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"896\" height=\"1152\" srcset=\"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/fishi.jpg 896w, https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/fishi-233x300.jpg 233w, https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/fishi-796x1024.jpg 796w, https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/fishi-768x987.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 896px) 100vw, 896px\" \/><\/p><div class=\"311fe198f191a864c1efcdfa9efedfdf\" data-index=\"3\" style=\"float: none; margin:0px 0 0px 0; text-align:center;\">\n<div data-type=\"_mgwidget\" data-widget-id=\"1782571\">\r\n<\/div>\r\n<script>(function(w,q){w[q]=w[q]||[];w[q].push([\"_mgc.load\"])})(window,\"_mgq\");\r\n<\/script>\r\n\n<\/div>\n\n<p>At 60, I never imagined my marriage to Richard would end this way, but as we sat across from one another, his words hit me like a ton of bricks. \u201cI want a divorce,\u201d he said, the bluntness of it making the room feel smaller. \u201cWhat? Richard, are you sure about this?\u201d I stammered, the years of shared memories flashing in my mind. He gave me a sardonic grin and replied, \u201cCome on, Susan, you knew it was coming. You\u2019ve felt the distance between us for years. There\u2019s nothing left here. I want to be free, to live out my remaining years with purpose. Maybe even meet someone new&#8230; someone younger, more lively, who doesn\u2019t remind me of&#8230; well, a dried-up prune. So yes, I\u2019m divorcing you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<div style=\"font-size: 0px; height: 0px; line-height: 0px; margin: 0; padding: 0; clear: both;\"><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At 60, I never imagined my marriage to Richard would end this way, but as we sat across from one another, his words hit me like a&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13818","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13818","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=13818"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13818\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13820,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13818\/revisions\/13820"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13818"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13818"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/findpath.xyz\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13818"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}