I was sort of hoping she’d sob and weep some more at her loss, but this “come for dinner” thing threw me. My smugness feels huge and ungainly next to her kindness.

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He could’ve been assisting with the girls’ tea party, or out shopping for presents, or changing the oil in his wife’s car ( He NEVER loved Beka! That’s what Josh tells me over and over and over again when I threaten to simmer Fluffernutter. #answermytexts Josh #whats4dinner #fluffernuttersoup Twelve years in, their marriage seemed to be compatible and right.

But it was a union of practicality more than passion, and Josh was miserable. Who tells random women he meets in bars that his wife doesn’t understand him. I’m sorry you can’t be me, who is both compatible AND right. #BFFs I was a struggling academic recovering from a messy divorce, deliberately childless at 40.

But I was wrestling with shame as I realized how many of my spectacularly bad decisions had been influenced by mental illness.

I had to learn how to trust others and myself, and at times it felt like I would never get there. “I am married to a wonderful, successful, beautiful woman,” he said. But I’m not, so I have decided that I am not going to calculate anymore.” As we spent more time together, everything about our relationship felt natural.

Her two daughters sat between us in child-size pedicure chairs, chattering away and paying no attention to our conversation.

“I scheduled a facial, a massage, and lots of drinks beginning at 2 p.m.,” she said. We know half the attorneys in town, and I bet we’ll see someone in court.There was no imbalance in our love for one another, and we shared the same values and sense of humor.It turns out that Josh’s refusal to calculate — and my distrust in my ability to calculate — led us to the best decision of our lives: to do what it would take to be together. We can be besties later, and you can tell everyone how losing your marriage was For The Best, because you failed to sufficiently appreciate Josh. (But not that horrible.) About a month later, he told Beka about me.And I’ll admit, she felt a lot better when I told her you’re four years older than she is. Although I am short as well, I felt huge and ungainly next to her.She assumed you would be about 25.”Then Beka surprised us both. Beka surprised us both with her magnanimity and willingness to give up Josh.One day he took a seat next to me at another bar, where we joined in the happy-hour conversation about politics and sex. I grow faint just thinking of that kind of exertion.