I hope you will find the strength to hang in there. My D-day was 3 1/2 years ago, and your post brought back the feelings that I have forgotten. Life is good again, and I am happier than before. I remember the days and long nights when I didn't think I could make it another hour.

You can have hope in the fact that they usually do come back. There is just the matter of whether you will still want her.

For me, when my husband finally realized what he was doing, it was too late.