My ex-husband and I reconciled. "For the first time in our married existence, I feel like we are who we were intended to be," says one of us. I was a little disoriented until I met my spouse, Aaron. I was a hard-partying goth lady living an alternative lifestyle in Seattle in 1995, at the height of the grunge period. He was a sweet, kindhearted musician working on his own music full time. We got together because we had so much in common: we were both independent, creative people who wanted to make a difference in the world.
After two years of being together, he proposed to me out of the blue. I thought it was such a romantic gesture that I said yes! But about a year later, I found out he had been seeing someone else during this time. It hurt me deeply and caused a lot of pain for a long time. However, we worked through it and have been happy ever since.
We have a beautiful daughter together who is now eight years old. I often tell people that I married my best friend. He's the only person I've ever felt completely comfortable around, understood me completely, and supported me throughout all of my decisions up until this point in my life. We still love each other even though we are different people now than when we first met. That's what real love is; it doesn't matter what shape you're in, if there's any spark left inside you, it can be reignited.
A month into the relationship, he proposed. We used to play a game with our friends where we passed around paper placemats and wrote stories with each person jotting down a line. We were playing it at a 24-hour trucker restaurant one day when Aaron typed, "Will you marry me?" Naturally, I said sure.
My ex-husband and I reconciled. "For the first time in our married existence, I feel like we are who we were intended to be," says one of us. I was a little disoriented until I met my spouse, Aaron. I was a hard-partying goth lady living an alternative lifestyle in Seattle in 1995, at the height of the grunge period.
We split three and a half years later, and I now live in a leased flat 200 miles away. We last saw one other at a family function approximately two years ago. We asked each other how we were, as if we were strangers with no dialogue. There were no hugs, there were no tears, there was only an awkward silence as we tried to work out what had become of the life we used to have together.
My husband has two children by another woman. They live with their mother. My husband has two sons by his first wife. They are older than his current children. He sees them once a year, on Christmas Day and their birthday. He spends the rest of the time with his other family. He has not seen them since they were small children. He does not know what has happened to them or if they are alive.
He was adopted when he was eight months old. His adoptive father died when he was just eleven years old. He has a sister but they were always very close and she feels exactly the same way about her parents. She lives in New York City with her family. My husband is from Chicago. We met at university and moved here after we got married. We have been together ever since.
I have two daughters, aged nine and five. I love them more than anything in this world and would do anything for them.
It makes you wish that you could find a new kind of friendship somewhere down the road. I googled "do women miss their former husband" to get here. I was expecting a resounding "no." Thank you for being forthright. I knew my ex missed me, but she struggled to appreciate me after the divorce. I'm delighted you've come to terms with it. Johann.saxaphone wrote: >
I am sorry to hear about your divorce. I know what it is like to go through a separation and then later on find out that your marriage has ended in divorce. It must be difficult finding someone new while still feeling some pain over the loss of your previous marriage. As hard as this may be, I think you need to move on with your life.
The fact that you asked this question indicates that you are already looking forward to meeting someone new. I would recommend that you put yourself out there again and start dating once more. I am sure there are many wonderful men and women out there who will enjoy spending time with you.
Good luck with your search!
During a work move, his elder brother briefly resided with us, and we became excellent friends. I hook up with the older brother over drinks shortly after leaving the manhole. We're married now, three years later. His wife knows about me and he's happy that I'm in their lives too.
The brother was always quiet and respectful, even though he was only twenty-one. He had a job as an office assistant and lived with his younger sister and her husband. They were very poor but seemed like a close family. The brother often went to dinner at their house when we had people over. I think he was trying to make an effort because he didn't want to upset his sister.
About a year after moving in together, I found out that the brother was also gay. We still keep in touch and see each other from time to time. He has a son now who lives with his father and wife. The brother told me that he and his boyfriend got married last year. They both work full time and don't have any money of their own yet.
I feel sorry for them, they seem like such a strong-willed couple trying hard to make it on their own. Unfortunately, life isn't fair and they're not alone in this world.