The whole concept of marriage things dwindles. His behavior indicates that he's been entangled with her for quite a while, much longer than the few months he alluded to. When we were last intimate in August '07, it felt like he was making love to someone else. I accepted the crumbs.
It's odd. The concept of detachment was agonizingly painful. The reality of detachment is a dull thud. I start to get riled up, then remember.. he's not worth the effort.
The man he is now is the other side of the mirror. Our history has been rewritten. I no longer know what was good, bad.. so I drop it. I stick with the now.
In the now I see three incredible kids.. that he and I did good. That I do know. It's enough.
