I must admit I never saw this coming. After almost 20 yrs of marriage the wife took the 4 kids and moved into an apt owned by a married preacher friend with whom she was acquainted with even before our marriage. He had helped her put her life back together after growing up in a dysfunctional home. I tolerated him for a while until he crossed the line and became way too smothering in my opinion, and he in turn began to resent me. But she became even more emotionally attached to him. She would spend hours on the phone with him, but grew cold and distant to me. I could never do anything right. The fact that I work long hours in what was essentially a one income household didn't help matters. Petty arguments would ensue about why I couldn't do more of the housework or homework. Buying flowers or otherwise showing attention seemed to me like trying to hold a match to an ice cube. Now I am alone in the house and feel like the victim of a cruel joke. I have spent only 3 hrs out of the 1000 that have passed since this separation with my kids. Just thinking about what she did makes me I'll. Will these kids, the oldest being a teen, ever have a normal relationship with their dad? Will the spell ever be broken? Will the bad dream ever come to an end?