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Aug 04
2008
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Oh god.... Yesterday morning I was strong, in control and accepting it was over and then it happened...
He called in the evening and asked if he could come to the house as the no contact with the kids was not getting sorted any other way. I said I couldnt stop him, so he came.
He spent some time with the boys explaining that he loved them, missed them and wanted to see them. He cried a lot too.
He then came into the lounge to see me and although he wouldnt sit down, we talked. I tried to remain calm and although tearful, I told him that I still loved him and missed him ... I couldnt help it....




