Today is our 32nd wedding anniversary and the only one who remembered was my stepdaughter, the one with whom I am now unfortunately least close. But thank you, "S", so appreciated. (My non-relationship is thanks to her renewed relationship with her mother, which became close when stepdaughter herself became a mother, and now everything has to appear to be perfect. Too bad because I am the loser, but so are her kids who don't really know me. Apologies for the ego there.)
Together 35 years, B and I have officially been married 32 and raised four children together. What chaos it was many times! We faced a myriad of obstacles because one parent was involved and fought anything and everything, and another was completely absent and uninvolved. Two children suffered from the presence of a parent and two from the absence of one. Should I be a child psychologist? Maybe.
But hey, we hung in there and now enjoy four wonderful grandchildren. What other purpose does my life now have but to be a grandmother?
None.
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