What happened to the 2nd Mrs. ?

I've been writing about the 2nd Mrs. and how I came to love her. But the sad part is that last summer, she and my ex separated and in April of this year they were divorced. I can't begin to tell you the emotions I went through over their divorce. To begin with we were in the middle of a move from New Orleans (where my ex and I basically had lived all our lives) to Atlanta in part because Heidi (ex#2) hated New Orleans (she was from Charlotte). After Katrina I wanted to move out of New Orleans and when Heidi found out, she put the full court press on Trey to move. So, we spent all of the 06/07 school year planning to move separately- together to Atlanta.

When school let out in May 07, I took the boys on a cruise to Alaska for a week and when I got back I noticed Heidi wasn't around. I asked the ex where was Heidi and he gave me some excuse about her grandmother being sick so she went to Charlotte. I didn't think anything was up until she called and asked how the boys liked Alaska. It seemed as though she hadn't spoken to my ex/ her husband for a while. The next time my ex dropped by I asked what was up with him and Heidi and, after a slight hesitation he said "we're separated." I had no clue (I knew it would end one day but I though it would last more than 2 years!). I thought it was odd when he told her not to look for houses in Atlanta until the boys and I were settled. But, I thought he just wanted to live in his apartment for a few months and figure out what part of Atlanta was best for them to buy. I asked him why? He gave several excuses but it boiled down to the same argument they had always had--children. He didn't want any and she did. (NOTE--girls beware when you're with an older man with kids from a previous marriage--if he says he doesn't want anymore and you do or you think you might later--don't negotiate, RUN FAST!) I tried to help them. While I was packing my house last June I spent many hours on the phone with her and him. Keeping myself out of it proved too be hard and I finally told them both to keep me out of it. Shortly thereafter, things got ugly between them and the mud started to fly.
They stopped talking and left it to the lawyers and I was left to pick up the pieces of my kids' lives again. More tomorrow....................