IVisited My Ex-wife’s House and Saw My Kids Fundraising — When I Found Out What for, My Heart Sank I never thought that going to my ex-wife’s house would involve a cookie sale that would alter everything. However, little did I know that when I walked up to my kids’ small fundraising booth, I would be having the hardest, most heartbreaking conversation of my life.As I entered my ex-wife Goldie’s driveway, the sun was lowering, creating elongated shadows on her immaculate lawn.
My name is Nathaniel, and I used to live here as well. I’m 38 years old. It’s merely a further indication of how much has changed now.Although Goldie and I parted ways eight months ago, we’ve made an effort to maintain good relations for the sake of our children, Jack and Sarah. They are essentially tiny children, ages 7 and 5, enmeshed in the chaos we have created. So far, you know, we’ve been able to co-parent without a lot of turmoil. Taking shifts picking up students from school, scheduling weekends, all of it.
