So, she is here as I predicted, in her pj's for the first time in I can't remember how long. I said, "Home on a Saturday night?" She responded as if this is nothing unusual. "Yes, it's the weekend. Why wouldn't I be?"
I offered her some of the pizza I'd brought home for my son and me. She eagerly accepted... as she texts and texts and texts, making random comments to me about her new apartment and her pending minimum wage personal trainer job and how she's not going to have to worry about money anymore...
I am doing my best to just... keep... quiet... and trying to remember all the prayers I just said at church the past two hours. There is great virtue in suffering, have to remember that.
Me: 46 Her: 41 M: 5.5 yrs / S: 20, 18 3/26 W and I meet OW BD: 5/2/2015, she takes off ring W goes to stay with OW 6/26 NC: 9/5 Both moved out: 10/16 I take off my ring and feel... healed: 10/19