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Vanessa's p.o.v I could not sleep last night. I am so nervous about what can happen at mediation. Knowing Eric, he won't just give me the divorce so easily, but I want to be as hopeful as the lawyer was. I get the kids ready and drop them off at school and come back home and clean the whole house. I then shower and get ready and as I am going to get in the car to leave, my sister drives up. "Hop in b!tch, I am going with you." she shouts and I feel 100 percent better, knowing that I will have someone there for me. "But who will pick up the kids later?" I ask her. "Buck will, don't worry. Now lets go, we have a couple of hrs to drive." she says. Luckily, Eric agreed to meet me at a court house halfway, so we don't have to drive so much. We arrive at the courthouse almost 2 hrs later. We