Recovering

To say a lot has happened since my last post more than two years ago is an understatement.

I put this in writing now in the hopes that someday when they are old enough, my kids will know the cold hard truth, since I have sugar coated so much of this for them as they are not quite old enough to understand yet.

Kids:
Shortly after my last post, in November 2008, your mother, Sarah, reconnected with her old boyfriend from college on Facebook. They gradually talked more and more on Facebook IM, and in the end your mother decided there was unresolved business with this boy that outweighed staying faithful in her marriage with me, your father. Sarah announced she was divorcing me in March of 2009.

Sarah moved out of our Drakewood house about a month or so later -- it was a tough six weeks of us being seperated but living under the same roof -- and she rented an apartment in Mason, near her friend Stormy. "He" moved in with your mom about a month later after that (it would have happened even sooner but for objections by me and Sarah's parents that the sleeping arrangements were going to fast for a four year old and a seven year old, who had never even met the new man before). The divorce was finalized in December 2009.

Sarah claimed this was all in the best interest of herself and the kids. Yeah ... right. Actions spoke louder than words, and her infidelity and inability to give more than a passing interest in honoring marriage vows -- mixed with the fact that this had nothing to do with you, my children, at all said it all. It had everything to do with her preference of who she wanted in her bed. This truth is cold and blunt, I know, but sometimes people hide the truth for fear of offending someone. But now you know the truth in all its cold hard honesty. Uncensored.

But I soon realized: I don't want to be married to a cheater anyway, nor someone who wants to flee at the first bump in a relationship. So I figured: Good riddance. Once a cheater always a cheater, and I actually kind of feel sorry for the new guy because now that she's cheated once, it'll be easier for her to do it again. How said that Sarah still feels that the grass is always greener. But this is not about her.

The only one who put the kids' interests first throughtout this whole ordeal is myself. And that, too, is another story.

We sold the house at a loss, I moved in with another divorced friend (Pam) for a while, before moving to Landen.

I'll update more another time, perhaps.