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"Anna has her spring choir concert coming up, and being a good a dutiful co-parent, I passed the information on to Peter. He always attends her concerts, and we even sit together. It&amp;#039;s a bit awkward because he doesn&amp;#039;t speak unless I speak to him first, but it&amp;#039;s not hostile either. It certainly makes David happy to have Mommy and Daddy sitting next to each other. He spends the evening trying to talk us into going out to dinner or a movie afterward as a family even though we never do. It makes me a little sad for him, but I&amp;#039;m not about to drag Peter out to a pizza joint if he&amp;#039;s that uncomfortable being around me. And as I passed the information along, I realized that fate has decreed that I will be sitting in an auditorium next to the father of my children who now lives with his new love on our wedding anniversary, listening to my son talk about how much he&amp;#039;d like it to be like it used to be. Oh, that&amp;#039;s swell. I didn&amp;#039;t mention it to Anna, of course. She&amp;#039;d probably feel bad and I don&amp;#039;t think she&amp;#039;d remember our anniversary without a prompt anyway. Let it be just another day to her. It probably is to Peter by now, anyway. I just wish it could be for me, but I&amp;#039;m not wired that way. I&amp;#039;m not feeling like I have a hole ripped through my chest at the thought of it, anymore, but there&amp;#039;s a certain wistful sadness that will always give me a nudge on that date, I suppose. That date is a part of who I used to be, and like it or not, that&amp;#039;s always going to be a part of who I am.  It&amp;#039;s just not all of who I am anymore. And that&amp;#039;s a relief. Did you ever find yourself thrown together with the ex on an important &amp;quot;couple&amp;quot; anniversary? How did you deal with it? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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