Just wanted to stop in and tell everyone I was still alive. It takes me awhile after my wife leaves me, and takes my little buddy "my 3 year old son" Just to get over things and feel like talking. I should be getting used to it by now since it has happened to me 4 times. I know my fault I should have never took her back the first time, but when you love a little boy like I do mine, it hurts not being able to be an everyday day dad...And I kept taking her back just to be with him every day. Not looking for sympathy, just wanted to tell everyone hello. And I am getting a little better everyday. Below is the last picture I took of him, if you notice the shirt says daddys little fishing buddy, she wont allow him to ware it anymore. Women can be cruel.