My H tried to have one perfect day before telling me. He fixed my D6's bike, set up her birthday desk for the first grade, ran through the sprinklers with S2, watched Bourne Identity with me, visited neighbours and family for a birthday party. He lingered and got teary eyed and almost for a sliver of a moment I thought he was going to say he wanted to come home. Then he confirmed what I had already asked him over and over. Yes, he was seeing someone. No, he was not cheating because I kicked him out. No, she is not 21 rather 23. I told him that I get emails and hugs of condolensces from my mom's employees and old friends like they "got my back". He said they were imagining things. I told him not to call my mom a liar if she was telling me the truth. He called us much worse. Guilt.
Me:38 H:39 MLC M:10 R:23 years D6 S3 Bomb: Easter, 2007 "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."