Imagine if we'd had kids!

I just had a wondrous thought---what if I'd had kids with my life partner. 

Let's say two.  A boy and a girl, binary or not. 

My guess is that one or both would no longer be on speaking terms with my ex.  And neither would be willing to meet Ms. Fetlife. Both would be certain that my ex's current friends were complicit in their pain and suffering, and would have vowed to never be in the same state with any of them.

 

Why am I making this guess?  Thanks to another friend who left his wife and declared her crazy.  My ex has the same characteristics as this friend (let's call him the "Wilmington equivocator"):

 

• WE committed serial adultery
• WE had a long history of not speaking to one or both parents.
• WE yanked everyone's chain by leaving, returning, leaving, returning, leaving, returning.  Ad nauseum.
• WE "piled on" when his new girlfriend put out that his ex-wife was "insane."  It never occurred to WE to defend the poor woman, who by all accounts was quite spectacular (including that she was disdainful of WE!).

 

This post is for WE's wife:  I understand, I support you, and I respect you.  Even though we'll never meet. I apologize that I was among the "new friends" who never stood up for you strongly enough. 

I stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you across the street from the Wilmington train station, shaking my head in dumbstruck awe.  And then getting into respective Ubers with our kids, and moving on.