Despite the fact that I have a completely new and good life and many years have passed, every now and then something pops up that reminds me of that day X left, and the subsequent pain.
Today I learned that X's mother is terminal. I had loved her and I am saddened and also rather amazed by this news; she is such a tough person.
It brought back a reminder of how they took OW and X out to dinner, leaving me behind alone with DD, and how sad and alone I felt then. I finally told her that I did not want to go to dinner with her and former FIL, the next night, because it was awkward and uncomfortable for me as I felt they were supporitng OW by taking her out to the nicest places around, and while I was sorry she was in that position, it was very uncomfortable for me. And with that, I never really spoke to MIL again (her choice). She was nice to me the last time I saw her, and seemed enthusiastic about DD going to visit, though.
That was 8 years ago.
I don't know if she would want to hear from me. I assumed not, as I do not contact her and she never contacted me, not even in regards to DD.
I did love them and losing them was another part of the pain.
M: 16 years Bomb 4/07 OW 20s long gone Divorced 11/09 I remarried New Guy Cooperative r w/X regarding D