September 7th, 2012. Ten years and 2 months to the day since my wedding. I am on my way to the Multnomah County Courthouse to sign the divorce decree and I am sitting in traffic thinking about where I will park when I get downtown. I am wondering where I will need to go inside the courthouse. I am trying to think about logistics. Anything to keep my mind busy. Everything feels surreal. The cell phone vibrates and I look at the passenger seat next to me. The caller ID says shows that it is my daughter's preschool. They do not usually call me so I know it must be important. I answer the phone and the school director tells me that Adirah needs to be picked up right away. She threw up on the carpet as she entered the classroom. The divorce negotiations have lasted almost two years and the thought of delaying this final signing is unimaginable to me. I feel like a superhero on a mission. I must sign these papers. The fate of the world depends on it. I cal...