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Who said it's never too late?
Whoever it was, that person was a fool.
W really wanted my time on Monday night, really wanted to talk. To make a long story short she's established contact for the first time with her biological father, who was gone before she was born, and his entire family. As a result she has a new subscription on a genealogy web site and wanted my input to do my family tree. Suddenly she turned toward me and got really serious. She had something she simply had to say.
She said she knows she's done a horrible thing. She knows it's entirely her doing, her fault, her responsibility. She knows that she's pushed me beyond my limits and understands that it has broken bonds that can't be mended. She sees that I'm hurt deeply and the marriage can't be saved. Now she's having nightmares about me with other women and getting very little sleep. She's ruined the "perfect life" (her words). She knows that if she had just faced these facts earlier the end could have been averted. She just wanted to apologize. She looked me right in the eye and cried. Not crocodile tears and dramatic hysterics, but the sobs that come from deep down inside.
That level of maturity and responsibility is something I wanted so much, for so long. Now I'm glad she's willing to face what she's done, but that's the extent of it. Too bad.
"If something cannot go on forever, it will stop." Herb Stein
Love 
