Yeah, that's what I keep getting from her. Comments like "you don't even seem to want to make things work anymore". For months in the fall I was on her saying "let's just try" etc. Now, she's right, I have given up. After so much rejection and even some abuse I just don't see what there would be to go back to. I don't want what we had. Not at all. I do wonder if we could build something better but that would be so hard and take so much time that I just don't have the interest right now. I guess I have to be honest with her and say that I am not interested in working on things at all. She

Tomorrow see's two years since my mum passed away, and I miss her so much, like it was yesterday. I wish in so many ways that I could turn back the clock. I miss her giving me cuddles and stroking my hair, even in my 30's and telling me that everything will be OK. I miss her love and her advice, and speaking to her everyday, not for anything in particular just random chit chat. I so wish that she was here now to help me through this crappy time I am having, as much as I love and adore my dad, he isn't my mum and he can never fill her shoes. My mum is the only person I know who has been

18 months on and I, like so many good Wiki Peeps, am still struggling to come to terms with the sheer destruction that the demise of my marriage has and continues to cause. Time may have moved on, but the children and I are still stuck. Stuck in this quicksand of divorce that is becoming like a huge black hole, sucking us into a never ending whirlpool of a journey of pain, turmoil and raw emotion. It is a tale of a love once shared, something stronger than any band of gold but now two strangers who are walking a tightrope of a fine line between love and hate. Where did it all go wrong and