It was July 4, 2009. Under the backdrop of fireworks bursting in air I discovered my husband on the phone with another woman. He at first tried to convince me that it was "work" but I knew better. It was his tone. He talked to "work" in a softness I had never heard before. He realized he was busted. After he hung up I asked pointedly, "Are you cheating on me?" And to my surprise and dismay he said yes.
More surprising than his yes was my reaction. I did not throw up, like I had imagined I would. I did not fall on the ground in a sobbing heaping mess. I did not karate chop him in the neck or kick him in the balls. I just stood there in utter shock and just started asking questions.
Who was she? Someone in the Navy
Where did they meet. Chief's Mess
Was she black? Yes
Was she skinny? No she was average.
Had he slept with her? No
Had he had any romantic encounters of any kind? No
Did he love her? Yes. Wait, I don't know. (?!?!)
What's her name? He wouldn't tell me. He did say her initials were YZ but I think he made that up.
How did this happen?
Now that's exactly what this blog is going to be all about. Figuring out why this happened and cataloging the process from then to now.
Spoiler Alert: Ultimately I doesn't matter how it happened. I am divorcing his cheating ass!
See you next time. Same place.
Mona
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