Journaling: Wednesday (Day 1 of Seperation): Neither W or I felt like getting out of bed. It may very well be the last time we spend in bed together. But D6 is in kindergarten now and we must stick to a schedule. We get the kids up ready and out the door.
We had a short conversation after kids were out the door. W: "So are you wondering what to do with last night?" M: "It was a great night." W: "It was wonderful. I am going to cherish it." M: "After that, it is hard for me to believe you have feelings for someone else." W: "Right now, I don't. I think it is very possible that we will be together again." ...
When we left it was a simple "Have a nice day." W started to cry when she left. I had to hold back tears myself. That was the last I saw or heard from her today. I noticed she finished taking the rest of her stuff which included a framed wedding photo that was sitting on our dresser.
This evening, I entered an empty house, went for an 8 mile run, ate some dinner and journaled my last 2 days. Ironically, I feel pretty good.
