The end of a story

       It's been a hard few months, now I can really tell you what's going on..

        During the past year things have been not so good with F, what I didn't knew was that he was thinking about the end of our story.

        It hit me like a wall of bricks, and there is no going back. It's a very hard thing not only for me but for the kids as well, I just need to figure out a way to explain this to them.

         I just hope that with time resignation will also come, for now all I can do its look for a job and adjust to our new life, a life I so didn't wanted to have. 

You see, I didn't had the chance to share my life with my dad, he was never in my life. I didn't wanted my kids to experience that dysfunctional life, the same that I had, with my mother working all the time and us as kids that had to be little adults.

          The life of a single parent family its not easy, so much more that the kids are so used to be with me all the time, now I will have to go to work so I can provide them with what they need.

           He made his choice and nothing will make him change his mind,  we will just try to have a normal life as much as we can without him.