I went to her apartment and we sat on the couch with the kids. W said we have something to tell you. S asked "Is it that you are coming home?" That just broke my heart.
She told them that she wouldn't be coming home. That we wouldn't be getting back together. That we would be getting a divorce. D was pretty much quiet the whole time. S cried a bit, but I expected that. He kept asking why we had to get divorced and that he didn't want to see mommy get married to someone else. We did our best to explain to them that it had nothing to do with them and the it was just something that we needed to do. That we couldn't be married any longer, but that we both loved them and that wouldn't change.
