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