I just figured out where my husband is.
On Christmas morning the light went on telling me someone was at the door. When I opened it there was a familiar face of a pretty woman. I was trying to place her when she reached out and handed me a bunch of papers. I looked past her and saw my husband waiting at the curb behind the wheel of his Porsche. I finally placed the woman. She was our daughter's kindergarten "teacher's aid" and she had just served me with a petition and summons for dissolution of my marriage.
I closed the door and went back to bed. I've been here in a fetal position ever since.
Our daughter is with my mother. That's where he sent her when I had my aneurysm and now he is suing for custody.