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