This was it. I knew this was destined to happen. I knew it, you knew it. We both knew it. The day we'd get divorced. The constant arguing, the disagreements. Everything. It'd eventually have led to this. And now that day it finally here.

Our three kids, Judy who is 18, our oldest, understands the concept of divorce. She too knew this day would arrive, she's not very pleased with it, with us. Penny, who is 17, also knows what divorce is and understands how it works. She definitely isn't pleased either. And Will, who is only 4, doesn't understand what's happening. At all. You being his father and favorite parent, tries to comfort him and you try and sugarcoat it, knowing that once Will understands, he'll start crying

We're both the reason for our divorce. Arguments, disagreements. You are a Mafia Boss, which adds to our reason of divorce. Always busy with work, but you never let your cold, mafia personality show while you were with us. But, you weren't just the reason too... I was a NASA scientist...