My first husband walked out on me and our four children (all under the age of ten) 27 years ago but in many ways it feels like yesterday still.
It was a total shock, I had gone on a day trip with my youngest’s playgroup and when we got home we found that he had packed all of his things and gone, no explanations, no warning.
He left for a younger colleague and somehow I dragged myself off the floor and managed to raise my lovely kids into the lovely people they are now, much credit due to my wonderful husband whom I met five years later, best step dad on the planet.
Im very happy and contented but every now and again the shock of what happened comes back.
Is that normal after all this time?