Sad to say, but I remember the details of bomb day like the details of 9/11.
It was pretty eventful. And from that night on, Me, my 6 month old baby girl and him never lived under the same roof at the same time again.
And while I am probably one of the most farthest moved on and longest at this ( I only say farthest as I am cordial woth my ex and OW and we are kind to each other and help each other out) the thought of that day still evokes some big emotions. But I love my life now.
