I feel like some 1950's "stay together for the kids" message. I think I love my wife, but I am not in love with her.
There's nothing '50s about staying together for the kids. That is timeless. And preferable if at all possible, I think.
My first marriage was sheer hell and I was holding on until the youngest was 18. Wife beat me to it and filed when he was 13. Fortunately I was able to find an apartment one block away and kept our relationships intact - and better - for several years.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
