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I figured I'd update this almost 10 years later:
This is a picture of me and my ex-wife's 4-year old daughter. I took her out on the town for the day to give her mom some space to be with her newborn. We hung out and took the trains downtown, explored, shopped, and had a good time. She's a cool kid and we love hanging out with each other. She knows I'm her brothers' dad and thinks the whole thing is just funny.
The point is: her mom and I are friends now. We get along well and some of what made us like each other in the first place has returned to the roost. She has two kids with the guy she left me for (she's still with him), and I have a close relationship with her daughter. Our sons are 19 and 18 now, and we have watched them grow up and graduate high school and start their young adult lives together. We talk relatively often and I have a friendly relationship with her boyfriend as well.
These rifts can be healed. No matter how hurt you are, it can heal.
A beautiful story of a man who chose to end his life on his own terms and of those who chose to share his final day with him.
The only person entitled to have the last word around here, is me.
Well... Not the only person
I only hope for a peaceful and painless passing for him. He has been a tremendous influence in my life.