A few weeks ago I was on a plane and was looking for a movie to watch and saw that "The Bridges of Madison County." was one of the selections available. I knew nothing about this movie other than that it was a big hit in the 90s and knew that Clint Eastwood was in it and being unable to Google at 30K feet, I thought it would be a good bet.
Spoiler Alert for those who have not seen it:
Woman is in long term marriage with good man, man takes off with kids to an event for the weekend, while they are gone interesting mysterious man comes along, woman bonks new man and almost takes off with him. She keeps this secret for the rest of her life, upon her death her two children now grown read through her journal and at first shocked, angry then sympathetic and understand it. Her daughter then tells her husband that she does not know when she is coming home and her son realizes that he needs to better satisfy and interest his wife before it's too late and she "justifiably" does what his mom did to his dad.
After watching it I thought what a crock of crap, then I realized that in my case and obviously many others, I have in a way lived this movie. I guess the only difference is that her husband died without knowing anything about the affair, as the woman in the movie stayed with her husband and never told him. Given the choice, I would rather know and be able to make my own decision on what to do as I did.
So now, whenever I hear about a similar situation, my response will be, "So your wife went all Bridges of Madison County on you?" Welcome to the club.
Deciding to go forward with a divorce is kind of like joining a brotherhood. However, it is a brotherhood that you really don't want to join.