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Update:

On this past Thursday evening I picked my W up at the airport for her visit. Her flight arrived a bit early, so she was already in baggage claim when I got there. The whole thing felt surreal.

I walked straight up to her and took her into my arms with a big hug and kiss. We held hands the entire time while waiting for her luggage. It felt like familiar, but new. I’ll leave most of the other mushy stuff out.

While we were laying in bed talking that night, she looked straight into my eyes with tears in hers and said, “I am sorry for all the hurt that I caused you. I know you were going thru so much.” (I had lost my dad earlier in 2010 in addition to some other big changes.)

Friday morning before leaving the hotel, my W asked me a question that I answered honestly, but without putting any thought into it. It pertained to my ex-gf and she got upset. She hung her lip for awhile until we talked about it and I apologized for not putting any thought into my answer. It turned out to be a healthy opportunity for us to learn and get a couple of things off of our chests.

On Friday afternoon, we picked up our children and took them to lunch to break the news to them. When we told them, our D9 raised both hands in the air and said, “YAY!!” Then proceeded to ask questions about where we will be living, school, etc. Nonetheless, it was a classic moment for us.

We went to the movies after lunch and then we went to the north part of the Golden Gate Bridge where I put my W’s wedding ring back on her finger. It is so good to look at her hand and she that ring there.

Thus far everything has gone really well, besides my silly answer to her question on Friday.

That’s the gist of it.