Three years ago, when I was 56, I suggested to my husband that he move out of our house in New Jersey. As he was settling into his new apartment in Manhattan, he called. We would stay separated for a year and, somehow, together, figure out this whole thing. Sometimes, emerging from a divorce, it takes a while for things to add up. We pledged that we would always be friends, and our family would survive. After a few minutes, as we were about to hang up, he told me that he was "seeing someone.""Seeing someone." Two words that splintered my head into speechlessness, followed by a dizzying internal stream of, What about "Our family would survive"?
She could be "talking" to any of my exes and I would feel the same exact way I'm feeling now.
A few years later they got married and are still happily together.
“We both believe it was divine intervention that reunited us,” Hellen says. Lucky for us, it was very close to the same dynamic we had 20 years before.” (MORE: 6 Steps to Create a More Photogenic Online "Stamp") The Joy of Ex Frank and Hellen are part of a growing trend: midlifers who are reaching into their past to find happiness in the present.
He still has his ex’s photos and refuses to remove them. He says that he doesn’t have any feeling about her or her pictures but these photos have to be saved because they are his memories and remind him of his past.
He also mentions that I will never see them but maybe, after 20 years or so, we will check them together and laugh.