We had an amazing connection and he "got me" like nobody ever, ever has before. Felt like coming home being with him.
But, we had very different parenting styles and when, after a good long time, we eventually introduced our children to each other and tried to have the odd day out where we were 2 family units it just didn't work. I ended it 6 months ago. We had been together for 3 years and my/his children had known us for 1.5.
I know I have done the right thing for my children, I don't regret it as they will always come first.
I can't stop wondering how he is, hoping he is well and that life is treating him fairly, missing the bones of him and his company. Just the feeling of actually having someone who accepted me for who I am and loved every bit of who I was, he was a very happy and safe place for me.
How do I get over that?