Guess what? I was invited to a birthday party. 🙂
I talked a little bit before about my ex-husband’s side of the family and how after the divorce, they divorced me as well.
My ex-husband and I struggled for well over a year to get on the same page, and I’m happy to say that we finally are. We remained cordial, for the most part, throughout this whole ordeal and have actually become friends, which I wanted 2 years ago, but it was toooooo soon. I talk about it in THIS video and THIS ONE. Check ’em out if you haven’t done so. Please. 🙂
Even though we’ve been on speaking terms since the divorce and have even ended up at some of the same gatherings, functions…shoot, I’ve even invited him to mine, he’s never invited me to any of his “family” gatherings. Until yesterday.
Why this is beyond EPIC
This is epic because, this says we are for real for real friends and that he has forgiven me for not only ending the marriage but for the way I ended it. **I talk about that in the other vids** It’s not what you do, it’s how you do it. I totally handled that situation improperly, and I’ve told him so as well.
I was nervous at first but quickly settled in. Our daughter was shocked and happy to see me. She often asks why I don’t come around anymore. I explain to her why. So it felt good to see that big smile on her face.
I exchanged hugs with a few folks and even had a long conversation with a childhood friend who told me I’ll always be her “girl”, but she doesn’t approve of my lifestyle because she doesn’t believe in homosexuality. She’s entitled. Whatever…
Overall, I had a good time. It wasn’t the party that made it great, it was the invitation.
Enjoy the rest of your day, and don’t forget, in order to heal, you gotta keep it real.
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Yay!!!!! That is awesome. I have a cousin (more like a sister) and I was always impressed with how her parents (and the rest of the family) handled their divorce. I grew up going to Cleveland and constantly being in the same room with both of them, both sides of both families and their significant others. I asked her mother (who wasn’t the blood relative but the one who made sure to come get us for a two week visit that usually extended to a month or more) how was this possible. She smiled and said “I love my child more than I could ever hate him. And honestly, it’s not worth the stress.” I never forgot that!!!!!! When her Mom died two years ago, we drove in the middle of the night to be with the family on that last night……..”our family”. At the funeral, a video was played and we were all included (and we were all surprised, but as I type this I swear I don’t knwo why, LOL!!!) because…….well, we were family!!!!!!!!!!! In 45 years of living I have never stayed in the home of my “blood” relatives in Cleveland…….I always stayed in her home, her parents home (who treated me and my sister like we were their grandchildren)…… You’re right it’s not what you do, it’s how you do it!!!!! My cousin’s Mom showed us all how to divorce the man but never divorce the family!!!!!!
I totally agree Terri. The stress of it is sooooo not worth it. Life is too short. Apologize, mend fences, do what ya gotta to move on. It’s definitely a process but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Thanks for your comment.