My husband left last night. We were having dinner with my family, I noticed his wedding ring sitting on the shelf by the sink...I looked at him and he looked at me and I knew in that instant that our marriage was over. I knew he was planning on leaving after dinner. It's like one of those slow motion crash scenes...you know it's coming, but you can't stop it.
So after my family left he went upstairs and packed a bag and walked out of our lives. We texted a few times after he left mostly just who's going to do what over the next few days. A few accusatory/rude remarks on both of our parts.
In these days of social media, smartphones, and email break ups spread fast. I of course had to email my kids teachers/daycare providers...because my kids are understandably upset. Then there is my core group of friends and trusted advisors. I texted a friend who I thought would be sympathetic...she wasn't. She did however to adopt my foster child, since obviously I won't be allowed to adopt her on my own. That was super hurtful...not only is my husband gone, and I know in my heart I won't be allowed to adopt my foster child on my own, but now you want to raise her instead. Thanks...I guess.
So now I have the job of figuring out where to go from here. It's not easy...I haven't worked a real job in over 5 years. I have 4 kids, 3 are special needs kids, so working is tough with all the needs they have. One of my kids is a foster child, who also happens to be my husband's niece. We were in the early stages of adopting her...I'm assuming that is off the table now. I can't afford to buy bread and milk, let alone feed and clothe 4 kids.
I wasn't really ready for this, I don't know if you ever can be ready for your spouse to just quit on you. I don't think he realizes how strong I am. I will make it though this.
