I'm still following along, Painter. Unlike BT, I know exactly what I would do: I'd take him back in a heartbeat, as long as we start seeing a MC. There's no way I ever want to go through this again, and I figure it was a lack of communicating effectively that got us to this point.
I invited H over to spend part of the day at home with the kids. At first, I thought I was crazy, but I feel a real peace about it. If nothing else, he will get a bird's eye view of just what he is giving up. I hope it haunts him over the next few months. Our kids may be grown, but they are happiest around their intact family - not this broken, new version. I'd be willing to put up with a lot for my kids. I thought that was our agreement when we started having them.
This should be an interesting holiday. I have a feeling I'll be checking in a lot to avoid doing something I'll regret here at home. My plan when around H is to be aloof, but friendly. I'll interact with the kids with all the love I usually show them, but he'll see something he's never seen before. Me, having nothing much to say to him. I hope it stings.
In case I miss you tomorrow, have a very Merry Christmas! I'll be thinking of you!
