I met the woman of my dreams while living in Hawaii and was married for 15 years. Things were great for most of it. We decided to split in August, 2011. She moved out two months later. We shared joint custody of our 5-year-old son. I was devastated, but not defeated. I had my life back, at least half of it, and it was my turn to live a little.
Five months later, I received an email from my ex saying she had accepted a position 1,000 miles away and would be leaving with our son. Seve…
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