The countdown continues

[Gardener]

Awoken,

She told me her first thought was to call me.

And that's all that really matters in this story.

Today I continued my clean up of the house and in one of the kitchen drawers I found a stack of cards and notes that I had sent W over the past six years, going back to when we moved to this house. The one on top was from the flowers I sent her on our anniversary, about 8 weeks before she dropped the bomb. I called her my life's love and best friend. I remember writing the words and feeling them, but it's a cold memory now.

That is detachment. I dunno, but even at this stage, such a discovery may have - even now - led to a mini-meltdown for me, briefly.

I'm coming to terms with the idea that I may never understand what has happened and how my wife has transformed into someone I don't know at all.

This exact thing was much of my discussion with IC this week. That's a tough one for me, the never knowing part. I struggle with it. Less and less, but still. You're obviously doing better than I am on this, Awoken.
Good for you.