I am home.
Arrived yesterday.
My kids were ecstatic.
My wife and I greeted each other with two kisses in the cheek.
I avoided her the whole time, didn’t speak two words with her. The elephant in the room was huge.
She went to bed earlier. I joined her some time later. She asked if we could talk the day after, in the evening. I suggested in the morning, the sooner the better.
Today we went for a walk and she announced it: she wants the separation.
From the conversation it is obvious she thinks the kids will be ok and no big change in their lives will happen.
I will move and have to visit the kids on the weekends.
It was a civilized conversation.
Afterwards we went to the mass with the kids, my Mother and sister, as a family.
It was the last time in their lives this happens. It breaks my heart.
They read Ephesians 5,21-32:
“A wife should put her husband first, as she does the Lord.(…)
A husband should love his wife as much as Christ loved the church and gave his life for it.”
Most appropriate.
W already told the kids she is flying in two days because she needs to do some stuff.
This is the saddest day of my life, but I am focusing on my kids. The joy their eyes and smiles show is like a buoy in rough sea.
And then I remember what the youngest told me as soon as he had finished hugging me: "let's go looking for your girlfriend, she will be wanting a kiss from you."
Deep breath, as Zephyr sais (thank you for your kind words).


Me43 W39
M 12y,T 15y
S09,S07
Bomb Jun14
Sleeping separately Jan/Mar15
Share bed Mar/May15
Reconcile Jun15
Aug15 W sais D will happen
D told to kids Sept15
W moved out with kids 01 October15