I don't remember when I fell out of love with you.
Falling in love happened quickly.
Falling out of love was much more gradual.
It snuck up on me. It was a slow process. Respect slipped away. Disillusionment crept in. My eyes were opened. And you changed.
Instead of being the source of so much happiness, when you walked into the room, the laughter stopped. The joy was sucked out of the room. And out of our lives.
I realized that almost every area of my life was bringing me so much pleasure; my children, my friends, my career, my family.
All except for you.
I tried to change things. I tried to deal with it. I tried to focus on the positive.
It didn't work.
You were no longer what I needed in my life. Once upon a time, you were. There were good times, good years. But you changed, I changed, things changed. We changed.
And I realized that I deserve more. I deserve happiness. "Tomorrow isn't promised." That phrase runs through my mind so often lately. Right or wrong, I want to be happy, and I want my kids to be happy. For as many tomorrows as we have.