H just called me, to check up on puppy. Funny how I was just talking about this.
He spent the weekend moving. He said he was doing pretty good. I gave him puppy updates.
Well, tonight was the first time that he referred to himself as my "ex-husband" during a conversation (what it was about is irrelevant). That kind of stung.
He said he would be in touch in a couple of days to see how puppy is. We were not on the phone for long. Sometimes I still get overwhelmingly sad about all of this. oh well.
Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.
