Denial

As I read the first e-mail that said I love you I thought well there could be a simple explanation for that. And, even as I read the next, and the next, I thought well maybe someone else is using his e-mail to send these messages. I hit Facebook and started to read more messages, intimate messages between the two of them. Something in me still didn't want to believe it. Maybe someone was using his e-mail and his Facebook. The first wave of denial came and quickly left as I was left with the discovery that my husband of 20 years was having an affair. Denial doesn't last long, but for a brief moment in the knowledge of the impending storm there is a calm, a maybe, a no it couldn't be, but then the knowledge takes root and as denial slips from your grasp the waves of emotion come rushing in like a tidal wave and there's nothing to stand in its way.