Every now and then, I still get mail for my Ex. I got one today, with the return address as the State Department of Revenue. Just under the address, in the window, I could read part of the letter, "We receive a notice from a court of law that yo.....offense described below:"
Four years ago, I would have tried to open it (steaming open envelopes only works in the movies, BTW), ranted and screamed at him and my blood pressure would have probably gone up about a million points.
Four years later, I tossed it on the front hall table.
Time wounds all heels.