H left 2 dozen pale pink roses in our living room while I wasn't there. No note, no indication that they are for me specifically (and not all of us). I knew he'd do something for the sake of our Ds, but the pale pinkness and the way he delivered them make me so horribly sad--esp because I found an old Valentine from him (without a date) in which he gushes about how much he loves me, feels so lucky to be my husband, looks forward to spending the rest of his life with me.

I have such a hard time reconciling his years of professed love and devotion with his IDLYA announcement. It just kills me.

Still, I am DBing pretty darn well today.


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