Oh strawberry I've often posted my story on here . I got divorced in 2008 after 33 years of marriage. We had great times, good times, awful times. Despicable times, abusive times it was all there.
He had many affairs but just two I got to know about . The First one as we approached twenty nine years of marriage. The one that really gutted me. The one he lied and lied about. By the time he had the second one I was glad to see the back of him and couldn't care less.
Our divorce cost somewhere in the region of £20,000. I think I paid £7,500 and he will have paid more. He found great joy in dragging me through the courts. Every time we argued and things didn't go his way, he would snarl ' see you in court' like he was some shl .
On the day the absolute came through, I felt sadness for what could have been. He was shacked up with ow at this point , (thankfully, as I got all the house) and had been for about 18 months.
The following month I went on a dating website and met the man who has to be my second husband.
I now know 8 years later what it's like to be truly loved.
We've had the most amazing 8 years. I don't have one instance where I've felt, wretched, gutted or cried heart rending sobs at the state of our relationship.
We got engaged about 4.5 years ago and are approaching our first anniversary. We've had two more grandchildren born in that time and had to he happiness and joy spent having lovely family times with my children and grandchildren. My dh never had children.
We haven't travelled the world but we've had a couple of holidays in America and many in Europe and the U.K. My husband took early retirement 5 years ago and we've had a blast.
If my first marriage hadn't broken up I would have been a widow now. He died nearly two years ago of a very aggressive cancer. He was living in Dubai and had to come back here for his very aggressive treatment.
Dh and I are off to Cyprus next month to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. I've never been, neither of us have, so am very excited, then in October we've got three weeks in the canaries, which we love.
So, it's sad now and by all means grieve for what you've lost but then open your eyes to all the new opportunities that are going to come your way.
It's a funny old world. Never thought I'd be a bride again at 63 especially with such a lovely man .
Carpe diem ;-)