This was a horrible day. 4th of July was always a really special holiday for my wife and I. Last night was the first time since 1993 that I watched the fireworks without her. And all I could think about all day today was that she is on a camping trip with her new guy. And she's so happy now that she's gotten rid of me--

This morning I dropped my son at the airport to go visit my W's family. My daughter and wife will follow in a few days. I'll be left behind. And I spent my entire adult life with her family. Her mom IS my mom. And I won't be there like I always have when her brothers and uncles and cousins come in from around the country. Like last year and all the years before.

How is it possible that for my whole life as far back as I can remember, everything and everyone I ever loved, I somehow managed to lose?