I know exactly how you feel. Last night when tucking my 8 YO DD into bed I looked up and saw a softball sitting on her shelf, I don't know how I didn't notice it until now, although I know she recently re-organized her shelves. That softball was the game ball she had proudly received from WH (her coach) 5 days before d-day. It was a great game, she played well and was so excited to finally get the game ball. Earlier that day he was "effing" OW at work before the game. When he arrived on the field that night he kissed me like he always did. The day before he sexted her from home all day and night saying the most unimaginable things. So this game ball, dated 6.3.13 is going to stare me in the face every night when I tuck her in. Something she is so proud of but something that will slap me hard in the face each and ever time I see it.
His A is everywhere, and sadly there is no exterminator for this kind of infestation.
[This message edited by OldCow18 at 9:32 AM, November 18th (Monday)]