\nMy Wife Left Me and Our Children After I Lost My Job \u2013 Two Years Later, I Accidentally Met Her in a Caf\u00e9, and She Was in Tears…\n
My wife abandoned me and our children two years ago, at a time when things were at their worst.\n
When Anna stormed out of our apartment with nothing but a suitcase and the cold, \u201cI can\u2019t do this anymore,\u201d I was left standing there with our four-year-old twins, Max and Lily.\n
We were a family for one minute, then I was alone with two kids and a mountain of expenses.Family vacation packages\n
I was a software programmer at a computer business that promised great profits, but some shady things transpired, and it went bankrupt before we realized it. I went from earning a six-figure salary to receiving unemployment checks overnight.\n
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I could see the disappointment in Anna\u2019s eyes the day I delivered her the news. She was a marketing executive and one of the most presentable women I\u2019d ever seen. But I never imagined she would depart during difficult times.\n
I drove for ride-sharing businesses at night and delivered groceries during the day.
\nAll the while, I was juggling childcare. Max and Lily were upset and kept asking about their mother.\n
Fortunately, my parents were close. They assisted with the twins at night and whenever I needed them, but they were unable to assist financially.\n
Max and Lily, however, were my lifeline. Their little arms around me at the end of a long day, their tiny voices whispering, \u201cWe love you, Daddy,\u201d pushed me forward. I couldn\u2019t let them down.\n
I\u2019m glad the second year after Anna went was so different. I got a freelance coding project, and the customer was so impressed with my skills that he offered me full-time remote employment with his cybersecurity firm.\n
The salary wasn\u2019t six figures, but it was stable. We relocated to a cozier apartment, and I began to care for myself again. I went to the gym, cooked nutritious meals, and set a routine for the kids.\n
And then, exactly two years later, I saw Anna again.
\nWhile Max and Lily were at preschool, I was at a caf\u00e9 near our new home catching up on work.\n
She sat alone at a corner table, head down, tears streaming down her cheeks.\n
This woman appeared worn. Her coat had faded, her hair was dull, and the heavy circles under her eyes indicated a lack of sleep.\n
So what happened? Why was she crying in a random trendy coffee shop? I knew I shouldn\u2019t care. I should ignore her, finish my drink, and leave right away. But she was, after all, the mother of my kids.\n
Her eyes met mine, and her expression changed from sh0ck to humiliation.\n
Leaving my cup and laptop on the table, I approach the woman who had broken our home.\n
\n\u201cYou left us. You walked out without any remorse. And now, two years later, I find you crying in a caf\u00e9? What\u2019s going on?\u201d\n
Her head shook again. \u201cI can\u2019t explain it, but leaving you was so wrong. I lost my job almost immediately after. I survived on my savings; my parents sent me some money, but they cut me off after a few months. The people I thought were my friends disappeared when I needed them most.\u201d\n
\u201cI miss you,\u201d she croaked, sniffling. \u201cI want to come back.\u201d\n
Anna reached across the table, her hand hovering close to mine. \u201cDavid, please. I know I don\u2019t deserve it, but I\u2019ll do anything to make it right. I\u2019ve been living in cheap apartments, hopping from one temp job to another. I\u2019ve had time to think. I realize now what I lost.\u201d\n
I pulled my hand back. \u201cYou didn\u2019t think about Max and Lily, did you? Not once in two years. In fact, you haven\u2019t even mentioned them since I sat down.\u201d\n
I became increasingly disgusted as I reflected on the situation.\n
\u201cPlease, David. Just give me a chance.\u201d\n
I stood, turning my back to her. \u201cNo,\u201d\n
I returned to my table, snatched up my laptop, and left.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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