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. Me, being his father and favorite parent, tries to comfort him and I always try and sugarcoat it, knowing that once Will understands, he'll start crying

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

It was decided, once we signed the papers, you would get custody of our children during their school term and during the holidays they would come over to me