I filed for divorce the day he threw away his stupid mug.
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My husband had this one cherished possession: an old, beat-up mug he’d used for twenty years. Coffee, tea, water – it was always in his hand, rain or shine. For two decades of our marriage, that mug was a constant… until last week. I found it tossed in the trash. It was at my dad's seventieth birthday dinner that I dropped the bombshell: I wanted a divorce, right in front of all our relatives. Everyone froze. My mom grabbed my arm, her voice laced with disbelief. "Evelyn, are you out of your mind? You want a divorce just because Daniel replaced a mug?" My husband, Daniel Brooks,…