Sometimes, I feel surprised, mad, sad and scared by how attached you "still" are to her. I confess that I have counted the years that you have been with me vs. with her and wondered why the love and longing scales continue to tip so deeply in her favor.
Let's be honest. Sometimes if we can't find the funny in this crazy thing called parenthood, we'll just want cry and where's the fun in that?
We should be supporting women's decisions instead of critiquing them and making snap judgments based off of our limited knowledge of other people's situations.