I am sure by now; you know I know you exist. I am not quite fully sure of the extent of your relationship with my husband, but I know that it is certainly more than “just friends”. 

For months now, I have been waiting for him to choose between the two of us. Actually his choice should not be seen as a choice between the two of us, but rather between you or his family. For a long time, I hoped he would pick the boys and me. In fact, he did. Twice he told me there was no one else and there never will be anyone else he wants to share his life with. Obviously, that statement was said to make me feel better. Obviously, he has chosen you. You may not think so and he may deny it, but he has. It was really a simple lie that made me realize the truth of the matter.

Thank you for the candy/cookie bag, by the way. He told me they were from Emily. Funny, Emily did not make any for my father-in-law. Hmmm, he’s her boss. You would think my father-in-law would get Christmas Cookies over Scott, but he didn’t. Why would he lie about where they came from, if they were truly from her? His deer in the headlight look whenever I say your name, says it all.  If there aren’t any feelings involved, there would be no need for that look.

So now, I hope he chooses you.  

You may date for awhile, you might even get engaged and be his lovely third bride.  He'll wine you and dine you. You'll go away for romantic weekends and he'll buy you nice things.  

But then someday, you may lie awake at night wondering what you did to make him turn to someone else. Someday, you may cry yourself to sleep night after night. Someday you may have your heart ripped out and torn in two. Someday, you may have to paste a smile and pretend life is good and that you are the perfect family all the while realizing that life as you know it is crumbling right before your eyes. Someday, he will text, e-mail, or Facebook message someone incessantly (especially when he's been drinking) right in front of you. You'll know he's doing it because he has the same look on his face he used to have when he used to look at you. You might be even lucky enough to see some of these messages and learn exactly what he says to these women. Take it from me, it won't be fun. But I promise you, you'll get over it. One day you'll realize that you are important too, that your happiness does matter, that you deserve better and that somewhere out there, there is someone that will love you the way you deserve to be loved.