It breaks my heart. I love her as much as I did when I fell in love with her more than 17 years ago. I love our family and it breaks my heart to see it torn apart this way.
It has been a grueling 16 months. I feel I did all I could to reconcile with her and repair our marriage, but, from what I can tell, her resolve to end it was sure and unwavering from the day she asked for a separation in October 2012.
Meera is moving on with her life, but will continue to share the parenting responsibilities with me. I will continue to do what I can to support her and encourage her when that is welcomed by her and appropriate. I also resolve to give her the space and distance, and try not to impinge on her peace of mind, her freedom to live her life, and fulfill herself according to her needs and desires.
I will continue to keep the lines of communication open to the best of my ability, and strive to understand her needs and feelings when she expresses them, and refrain from imposing my emotional burdens on her.
I will continue to love her, and wish her well. I will strive not to encroach on her life and pursuit of happiness when I'm battling with my own demons.
I will continue to honor, and love, and respect, and admire her. Meeting her, the good years we shared together, the creation and nurturing of our beautiful children, have been the most fulfilling and wonderful experiences of my life, and I will always cherish the blessings Meera's brilliant and generous soul have brought me.