There were points as I look back on things specifically in the last couple of years, where I felt that Danielle wanted me to go.  She didn’t want to tell me because it would mean disrupting our lives, but I felt she wanted me to be the one to initiate our separation.  I didn’t want to do that because I wanted our marriage to last and I had hope.  I would latch on to small things that fed that hope.  Like Mexico.