I don't really regret getting a divorce from my first wife. Though we had loved each other a great deal, our personalities clashed horribly and our lives would be much better without each other. So we made the choice, for us, and for our son. He took it pretty hard; he was rather young, after all. I remember how much he cried when he found out I wouldn't be living with them anymore, and I know it broke my heart to see it. I was sad that I wouldn't be there always for him, but I knew that his mother would take care of him. And I'd see him on the weekends. Still, it was hard to live alone again.