The sadder part is I still think of her as my wife. How weird is that?
Makes total sense. Probably the same reason that I can't put X in front of the word husband without it feeling totally wrong.
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I think that we are presented with these glimpses into their reality so we can accept what is.
I agree. I call 'em 'little reality bumps'. The bumps for me help me move on. They hurt temporarily but not NEARLY what they used to, then I can move on.