Well, H came home while I was upstairs and put two dozen pale pink roses in our living room and then left to pick up our car from the shop. D11 was having her piano lesson and saw him; I didn't. I came downstairs later and D said "look what daddy did secretly! He's your secret admirer." Of course there is no note, no indication that they are for me specifically--and of course pale pink isn't exactly passionate.

The impersonal delivery, the color--both have made me feel so sad and lonely. Earlier today I came across an old Valentine (no date on it) from H in which he called me his true and total love. He said he felt incredibly lucky to be my husband and looked forward to spending his life with me.

I have such a hard time understanding how someone can be so passionate and devoted for so long and then suddenly announce that they don't love you anymore. It feels like my fault, like I drove him away.


Me/X-H: 47/48
T 19 yrs
M 16 years
D14
D10
ILYBINILWY: 10/07
H moved out 6/08