Now that new information has come to light about Mr. A's torrid affair, I understand that he was living with that stupid bitch when I had that heartfelt conversation with my XMIL. So her NOT disclosing his whereabouts and just insisting that I let things go with him was actually her way of trying to protect me, in a convoluted way!

But learning all this, after 12 long years, I FINALLY have respect for my XMIL. Hard earned, indeed.

I can't believe I was SO wrong!

What's good, what's bad - who knows?

Ok, enough philosophizing!

How's everyone else???