infidel

i arrived home to find out my wife read all my e-mails, and knows. Her first question was, "Do you love me?" i didn't hesitate for a second, and said that i did; i do, very, very much.

i am blessed to be with a woman who is amazingly beautiful, creative, intelligent, fun, interesting.... so why did i do this, if i had so much to lose? There it is, the riddle of the ages. Why does anyone do anything?

In hindsight, i wish i had said that me loving her wasn't the point; the point was whether she loved me or not.

So now we're in a kind of limbo... she let me know that she will be angry for sometime, but in that indicates there is a future. i think. Some days i am not sure i would blame her for leaving me, but for now it's wait and see.