We saw each other briefly in a parking lot to exchange the kids. No connection at all. No hug, kiss, nothing. Seemed like he couldn't get away fast enough. Neither could I. It was hard to hold back the tears. He just grabbed the kids and ran. I cried all the way home then changed into my pajamas and cried all night.
Tomorrow is his birthday.
No therapy appointment either. Believe nothing I hear, I guess I'm learning.
