Life After Divorce, Part 1 :: The Dark Side

In the thick of it, you could have told me “this is just a phase” and “it’ll get better,” but I wasn’t ever going to believe you and to be honest, I didn’t want to hear it. The whole thing was embarrassing. How could I have let my life get so out of control that an attorney was hired because we were fighting over a bed? A BED {physical things that had no meaning, not just a bed}. This was madness.

We met, we “fell in love,” got engaged, found out we were pregnant and decided to get hitched all within 16 months. Hello!!! Probably not a good idea. But hey, why not, right? **sigh** Oh, and we bought a house just before our sweet babe was born. Why oh why did the hole just keep getting deeper? If you would have asked 23-year-old me, I had all my stuff together. Little help from the parents and we were set. WRONG. We struggled. We struggled with finances, with parenting styles, with the love we were supposed to have for each other. We were in deep and we both wanted out, but we were both too scared to make the first move. Who would get the house? Who would get custody of the baby? So many things had to be decided but we couldn’t even agree on if the sky was blue or light blue most days. He wasn’t budging, and neither was I.

The split took about 3 years. 31 months to be exact. It was long. It was hard. We ended up losing the house. We both ended up filing for bankruptcy. It was ugly. So, so ugly. At this point we had nothing to call our own. I lived in the house until another arrangement came up. It was hard to leave, but I didn’t have a choice. At this point, I just needed it to be over. I’ll never forget the day the divorce was final. While it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders, it was a sad day. He didn’t even show up to the hearing. Not that I wanted to see him, but he wasn’t there for the end. My father accompanied me into the courthouse, much like he had walked me down the aisle. Thank the Lord he was there with me. It was a strange feeling of emptiness, but it was done. All over. 

As for our child … some stranger, a judge in the court system, got to decide what was best for her. We would split custody 50/50. Monday to Monday. Right down the middle. It worked for a while and then her dad left the state. For 8 years, he would drive to Lafayette on his weekends to pick her up for 2 days. So exhausting. While I welcomed the time alone, I was lost. She had become my world. My only companion at times. The time she spent with her dad was agonizing for me. Where was she? What was she doing? Who is she with?

From November 2007 until May 2010, my life was on edge. For a lot of those months, I was in a dark place. My parents lived in a different state; I didn’t have any friends. It was rough. In 2010, my parents moved to Lafayette. PRAISE THE LORD. The light at the end of the tunnel was starting to show through the darkness. I started to make new friends. I branched out and took leaps of faith. I met my future husband. The true love of my life. Things were starting to turn around. Still, there are times when I look back and think “Oh my word, what did I do?”

Sara Stevens
Sara is a proud mother of two daughters. Morgan (14), a product of her first marriage, and Elizabeth (5) with her husband of seven years, James. He is a very patient, loving soul who embraces all the ladies in his home, including their Schnauzer, Sadie and Jesse the Cat. Sara is a native of Lafayette turned Texas transplant who moved back to Cajun Country as fast as she could. An only child, she maintains a strong relationship with her parents and believes having close friends is important. When she’s not cheering on soccer, volleyball or fixing top knots for dance class, you can find Sara at her day job as an insurance agent for a local agency. She loves spending time at the beach with her family, traveling to new places, and indulging in local food and drink - then working it all off at Red’s. Oh, and all things UL. Geaux Cajuns! She’s just living life wildly. One day at a time.


  1. Sara,

    This is so good! Proud of you and all you’ve become! Your smile shows me what a STRONG and AMAZING woman you were, are, and continue to be!!! God never places us in situations where we don’t come out much stronger! Our situations were different, but I agree…Divorce is tough…That’s why I work extra hard on my 2nd marriage…It’s not easy, but I’m blessed!

    Have a blessed day!


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