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I have two wonderful children 4 year old girl and a 6 year old boy. I have now been separated from my wife for the duration of a year. I've been sad, dealing with the separation, but that is not my natural state. I wanted to stay together, but as my friend told me, 'Sometimes when something is broken, you just can't fix it.' (It sounded more profound when he said it) I don't like the word divorce. I don't like saying it, writing it, typing it, or having to under go it. But, it looks like that's what is next. That lump in my neck I kept shaving around turned out to be lymphoma and not a golf ball! Surgery-chemo-radiation... and voowhaala, out you go, good as new. Spit out of our wonderful medical machine with a clean bill of health. (Just make sure you come back and see us every 3 months for the next 2 years)...comforting. I cry out this plea: Help me Rhonda, yeah, get'er out of my heart.