Monday, June 2, 2008

End of the road

Somebody got married.


Buzzardbilly said...

But, God bless you, Bill, you still wanted to be there on her special day enough to come even knowing you would have to watch someone else doing that the traditional dad stuff. My niece is 18. She graduated this week. Her father didn't come to see her, didn't call her, didn't even let her know for sure that he wasn't coming, so there was that extra anxious bit at the beginning watching to see if he'd show up and the pretending that the letdown of having him not care enough to at least want to stand in the back and watch far away from the rest of us.

It's just a hard road getting things on an even keel with the kids after divorce. You're a man who's stuck in there, realized that human doesn't mean perfect from anyone, and are actively working to make those relationships better in the future than they were in the past.

Now that's something to be proud of, even if it is a melancholy pride.

PS: I'm blogging on the article you linked in my comments section today. Thanks again.

cassee01 said...

As a child of divorce, I always dreaded the idea of my divorced parents being anywhere at the same time, which is why I think I never wanted to have a "wedding" and isntead got married by a judge with nobody there. Sad and of course the marriage was a joke. Divorce sucks, there is just no way around it.

Anonymous said...

How are you supposed to choose between to men who have both loved you? How do you decide where the line of family is drawn? These decisions are never easy for the children of divorce. Noone ever asks the children what they want until they are old enough to be seen as an adult, and by that point, it is too late; those bonds are broken and there is nothing to be done other than pick up the pieces and move on.

primalscreamx said...

Well, anonymous, you certainly are working your way through today... Slow day at the office?

My daughter made her choice. It was the right choice for her. She looked beautiful and he was kind.