One night my W and I went out for dinner and I told her I was done, that I was moving on.
The next day, my W asked if we could try again.
Since then, each day has pretty much been better than the last. I am more in love with her than ever, and she tells me she loves me all the time too. The desire, the affection, the touching...it's all back, in spades.
We are going through the uncomfortable (for her especially) process of reconnecting with our friends now.
So that's my story, so far.
Keep it up folks, and here's my last gem of wisdom. The Number 1 thing you have to do is: . . . . . . . . . . BE CONSISTENT. [/quote]
