I'm going into month four of my husbands and my official seperation. After a rough start, and many, many, many, many tears...it was starting to get better for me. I found a new strength and happines within myself, and for the first time in a long time I felt good about life and myself. Within a moment all that was crushed....and all it took was a text message. The message was from my husband....and if a stranger had looked at my phone they probably would have thought that the text was sweet...with just a tiny little touch of humor. Perhaps if I lived in TV land....where I wouldn't be a hurt, angry, bitter woman because my husband had an affair, and walked out on me and his daughters.....this text would have been great... and followed up by a laugh track. Heck....in TV land....chances are my selfish husband and I would be best friends and all the worlds problems would be solved in a 30 minutes time period. But as much as I wish it wasn't true....my new life is my reality....and I AM angry...and bitter...and very hurt. The text I received simply said "Happy birthday! Where's the snow?" He had an affair....walked out on 25 years of marriage....and now he wishes me a Happy birthday? I cannot begin to tell how much those five words of a text hurt. I know....by knowing him....that the text wasn't meant to hurt, but it did. It hurt so badly that I've yet to recover. I was good.....keyword..."was".