Hi Becca. I sat and read your trip report last night.

I can't imagine the same guy that wrote that TR with you up and left you and the kids. I will admit though that when I saw your beautiful family picture I wondered what HE had done to get someone as pretty as you

I know it's hard right now, but when you come out on the other side you might find that it was for the best.
Ditto! I just spent the better part of the afternoon thinking that humor wise you seem like a great pair (like my DH and I- though looks wise I am the one people wonder about him choosing

). Take heart, though my DH and I never utter the "D" word, we have had our share of fights. If you do try to work things out you have to commit to weather anything that happens.
In case "He" is reading this, yes, even 30 years later, the pain of divorce is still rather searing from the kid's perspective. The truth will out and if you think for one moment she won't know you were in the wrong, you are kidding yourself.
Becca, sounds like you might already know about the childs perspective of divorce yourself, but just a friendly reminder to tell your DD all the time that none of this is her fault, she needs to hear that. I remember to this day thinking, "if I was nicer, or if I could have convinced him not to leave us". I also had an unfortunate burden when my mom was close to death (she had basically given up living for the last year of her life) and had to take care of everything for her. She told me not so say anything to anyone about her lack of a job (she had been fired for a mistake), though my crap father knew, but my uncle would have stepped in had he known. My mom said not to say anything, and I did what my mom said. Once she died my entire family told me I should have told them what was going on. At 16 I took the blame for her death too. I really wish I would have had someone point out that I was just a kid and couldn't possibly have the power to kill someone or split up a family before I was 25 and my husband had to do it.
I will say a double prayer for your friend, my DD had a ruptured Appendix at 5 and almost died. We figured out something was wrong when she was in acute pain, and by that point her bowels were shutting down, she was dying for all intents and purposes. Makes me want to cry when I think about it. They had her on antibiotics or 10 days as general practice, and she was very, very ill for every day of it. There is no worse feeling than watching your baby and not being told if she would live or not. They really would not say "oh get out of here, she will be alright" It was alot of "I would rather not say just yet" or "we will keep monitoring" when the surgeon was asked point blank if she would live. **NOTE TO HE-Then you know, without a moments hesitation that you will die for your children! I would have given anything to have traded places with her. I certainly wouldn't dream of ever leaving her. Anyway, she turned around pretty well once we got her home. Hopefully your friend will as well. He may just be feeling worse because his bowels are "waking up" again.
I need to go because that same girl so close to death five years ago went with a friend to a 4H show to watch her friend ride, and will undoubtedly want to join, and I orignally came on at 2PM to learn about 4H- I was raised in Deeetroit, what do I know about 4H?