Thanks JFun and Bklyn. The normalcy is harder to deal with than the alien. Her brother called to talk to me this afternoon. She came into our bedroom and stretched out on the bed while he and I chatted. He didn't ask to speak to her btw.

When he and I finished our convo, she stayed and we had a long, normal conversation about things going on with my family. Really, just catching up. All so normal, except I would've been on the bed with her before.

I've been thinking today about why I still want her. Looking at her in church, she has gained weight, she obviously got home late last night or this morning and hadn't showered, she has treated me worse than a dog, and has hurt our children more than I thought possible. So, why? Why do I still love her? I don't know, but I do. Love could be the only thing stranger than mlc.


M - 42
W- 37
S's - 9,6
M-12
T-14
FIL- diagnosed with fatal disease spring 2011
ILYBNILWY - march '12
FIL - died jan '13
W Moved out week later