Just days after I wrote about things before just great in the moment, I got an email right before my 8th period class. I knew it was coming soon. I wasn't surprised by it, but it shook me. Andrew is getting married. Next weekend in fact. He and his girlfriend have been together since the Spring and they got a house with my girls and her sons this summer. She's a kind woman I've met once who seems kind to my children.
I don't love A anymore. I don't hate him either. Most days, I no longer think of him beyond if there is something going on with our children. However, it wasn't easy at first to think of the man I loved for over 16 years of my life becoming someone else's husband. The man I thought I would grow old with didn't love me. It's not that he couldn't love--he couldn't love ME.
I haven't written about this because frankly, it's not my story to write about. Even now, I am trying to keep my opinions (and sure I have more than a few) to myself.
I've adjusted to the news and I'm ok. Not hurting or upset. I don't particularly like sharing my children in the manner I do. I don't like that another woman does mother/daughter type activities with my babies or that they now have another mother figure in their life. Sweet Maggie informed me that she does not want to call her any kind of Mom type name. She loves her very much but says that I'm Mama. I told her very honestly that I appreciate it and I would get my feelings hurt if she did. I also said I believed her dad would not like it if they ever called Boyfriend any type of dad name.
The most important thing in all this is that my children are happy. They love their life with me in our home. They love their life with their dad. A and I worked very hard to make their lives happy and not stressed from the divorce.
So, next weekend, A will marry K. My children will stand by happily and will never know anything but the happiness of it all. I will escape to the other side of the DFW metroplex for the weekend and stay in Boyfriend's bachelor pad.
Life will continue. As it always does.