Long read but would surely tug at your heartstrings... Some comments directed at the author were mean. I don't side with anyone except the child growing up estranged from his dad. This is real life and real life can be doubly cruel to some of us... Let's all be glad for the small blessings we get...
An Open Letter to the Woman Who Married My Son's Dad
By: Christine Coppa
January 20, 2015
I don’t hate you.
But there’s some stuff you need to know.
The first time I heard your name was over wine and calamari at a little bar in New York City. I was on a first date with the man who would become my son’s father — your ex-boyfriend at the time — and we were going through all those first date details: Exes, favorite food; career goals. You never really came up after that.
He took me on thoughtful dates. One I will always remember was a trip to the famous Books of Wonder in New York City. We milled around rows of children’s books, sat with our backs against the wall; had pie and coffee in the café.
It was a whirlwind. He invited me to his work holiday party. We rode the subway to the Upper East Side, mingled with his coworkers at the intimate gathering — and drank a lot of champagne. That night we conceived our son.
Read the rest of the story here... https://www.yahoo.com/parenting/an-open-letter-to-the-woman-who-married-my-sons-108193611552.html
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