Oh, I know. I kind of put that in cautiously because as dire as a sitch can get (in mine the fat lady's warming up backstage), if you mention (futile) thoughts of reconciliation, no matter how far along in the process you are, someone's bound to come along and say with all good intention: "You're not detaaaached!"
Well, they were done. My father left my mother for another woman, and she had been moving on. But my father's little fantasy crumbled once it hit reality -- gee, that sounds familiar -- and he was lucky that my mother was willing to even speak to him again, let alone agree to start seeing him.
There was no DB'ing going on here, just a kindness of fate.
Me: 44, Wife: 39 M: 17 years T: 20 years Bomb on 08/25/09 1/13/10: MC started 1/28/10, 2/8/10: More bombs 8/28/10: Wife moved out No talk of D, no movement