As I was talking to JW today I realized something. I’m rather envious of him. No, divorce is never fun. And when you’re blind sided by the ending of something you thought would never end I can only imagine that it is emotionally debilitating. But to love Like that? I can’t imagine. In 36 years I have never been in a relationship that I thought wouldn’t end. Or even one that I didn’t hope would end.
When the hurt has lessened and he can see things for what they are I hope he realizes how lucky he is to have loved like that. I’d give anything to find someone I feel like that about.