Only complication there is when I think of how the kids are going to be affected. Then I get sad, then angry.
That is the terror for all of us. You don't have to vanquish your feelings to get to a place of acceptance.
One thing that helps me is to take myself mentally to the scariest place...D, H having kids 50%, H taking them on trips without me, H showing up with 20 something model GF who tells my kids to call her mom, me driving a clunker, working at CVS and sporting the single mom crazy eye...and guess what? I'm still ok.
Whatever your fear is, just go there and know that you can still be ok. AND, aside from telling the kids (which is awful, period), most of it is no where near as bad as you imagine it will be. Still, even after telling the kids, life goes on and we parents are here for them, that is our job.
