15th and final anniversary in the books. We both went to D12's talent show. D12 was the MC and played in the band and one dance.

We sat together, D8 in between, with the MIL to STBXW's right.

MIL tried to start a conversation, but I showed no interest and she got the hint. STBXW and I didn't talk or meet eyes.

At one point I was thinking to myself, OK, I should be talking to her. But then I realized there was nothing for us to talk about. I won't talk divorce with her in person. I have no interest in her job, friends or family. For years I tried to convince myself that I did, but I don't. There's nothing to discuss about the girls -- that gets done by text or email.

I looked around and noticed a few happy couples. They were chatting and pointing things out. You can tell when people like each other. STBXW and I don't "like" each other.

D12 did a great job and after D8 and I wandered around while D12 talked to STBXW and MIL. Then STBXW and MIL left and we went out to eat.

Small stab of pain. D12 wore several costumes during the night -- one was a baseball jersey of mine. Another though was a $300 Harley Davidson leather jacket STBXW bought on that South Dakota trip last year.

I hadn't seen it before and I didn't want to see it. This morning though I remembered I wouldn't be caught dead on that trip and I'm taking the girls to California next year to see the Pacific Ocean.

I have no doubts the rest of my life will be filled with great moments. What she does really has no bearing on me.


Me: 47, Ds 17-13, D final 6-11
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