Thanks everyone for the kind words. I went for a drive, got a manicure and a massage and just thought about this. I cried to. Try not to drive and cry - it's worse than a cell phone.
She wants to remain good friends, but she just can't see how we can stay together. And I can see her side. She's hurt and confused even more than I am. I'll be living in the guest room until I can lease a place nearby. We plan on me coming and going as if nothing has happened. I'll still put my son to bed as I always have. I will still get to sing to him a lullaby and read him a story. But then I will go to my home.
I have in the past taken contracts which take me to far away places, and so this is what we will tell our son should he ever notice and ask. Until he is old enough to understand, or until he figures it out, she and I will maintain the facade. For him.
In related news, I may be looking for a companion soon. HAH.

Pray for me, please, those of you who do so.
Love, Sarah