Who the fuck am I to dictate what purpose my wife served in my life, and mine in hers? Truth is, my experience with her was one beautiful beyond expectation, in which I loved and grew in ways I had no idea were possible. Any of these little delusional stories the mind would put together to try summarize the logical reasons for our course parting would only degrade that. Our time together was a full spectrum of amazing growth and experience.

There is no such thing as absolutes, infinites or eternal in the whole f%^#@ing universe. And you know it!

As for the 'stories' that we tell to our own minds all the time, yeah, these have none of those attributes above either. :)