Interesting the way long-forgotten memories can swim to the surface.
My son told me today that my ex-wife, his mother, is in hospital, facing the loss of a toe due to not taking care of her diabetes. Now it goes without saying that the fact she's my EX-wife suggests a breakdown in our relationship... I certainly felt, and still feel, that our split was the best thing for everyone concerned. We've developed a sort of amicable neutrality since then - we talk nice, don't yell, etc.
But to my surprise, I find that while I obviously don't love her the way that prompted me to marry her, I do, in fact, still care about what happens to her. I find myself concerned for her welfare, and acknowledging that deep down inside, I will always have a little love for the mother of my children. I sort of knew this intellectually, but it is the first time this has really hit home.
Now don't mistake this for regrets - as I said, both at the time and now, I know I did the right thing, and I am happily married to a wonderful woman here in the US, and very content with my lot. I'm just taking ownership of the bond that is still there. After all, we shared eleven years of our life together, raised two children and a coven together, and shared many interests. It just wasn't meant to be a forever thing, though.
this is made all the more poignant by the fact that until I met my current wife, I didn't believe love existed. Not the "happily ever after" sort, anyway. I thought love was a label for chemistry and a certain kind of friendship, and then I met Wife Mk 2, and discovered that Shakespeare, Hollywood and the fairy tales were right. And now, looking back through the lens of my concern for her wellbeing, I realize that I loved Wife Mk 1 as well, and part of that love still lies within me. I wouldn't want to resume a relationship with her again, even if I were single. But there is still a caring, a feeling of shared experiences, that makes me want to comfort her, to heal her. I've really never experienced anything like this before, but I think it is a good thing. Maybe I am human, after all...