My daughter is at a friend's house and my husband is out grocery shopping (is that really where he is? I don't let myself care. Soon he will be moved out and no longer my concern.) So it's just my son and I snuggled on the couch together watching Disney XD.
My six-year old son has a loose tooth and it's hanging on by a thread. He keeps worrying it with his tongue and soon it will fall out and I'll get to see the excitement on his face as he yells about the tooth fairy. I can't help but feel pain as I imagine all the loose teeth in the future that his father will miss out on. Yes, maybe he'll get to see them over Skype or hear about them over the phone or over an occasional weekend visit. But we will never have these tender whole family moments in the future and that breaks my heart for both my children and myself.
After divorce when does the family that remains start to feel whole and not like a large slice is missing? I'm hoping that happens sooner rather than later because once again the anticipation of all the heartache is suffocating.
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