Remember that little talk we had about how bad things started happening when Tom left? The good times just keep on coming my friends…
It’s been a hard time in general for my family lately– too many changes all at once. My brother and my best friend broke up. He then graduated from highschool and signed up for the Air Force. A few months later, he met a girl he knew from online and then married her a few weeks later. We found out my mom has several lesions on her brain; they think she might have MS. Tom deployed, and due to stress we argue a lot. And now my parents are getting a divorce.
To recap, my parents have been sperated for a few months now. They haven’t really been happy for the past few years, and my mom didn’t feel like she loved my dad anymore. So, she decided she wanted time apart to think about everything, and my dad agreed. He moved into an apartment and they’ve been kind of doing their own thing, but they were still friendly and stuff. My mom and I are very close, we talk about everything. So I knew things weren’t looking good, and that she was leaning in the direction of not wanting to be with Dad anymore. But I guess I just never thought it would actually happen, you know?
She called me 2 nights ago to let me know that she was going to tell my dad she wanted a divorce. And she felt so bad for causing Dad pain and upsetting me and my brother that she was crying, so I pushed aside my sadness to comfort her. While I don’t want this, I do want her to be happy. We got off the phone and I just felt kind of numb. I kept watching TV for a while, then realized that I really wanted to talk to Tom.
Of course the second I heard his voice I burst into tears. I told him the news and he tried to comfort me. We couldn’t talk long however because he had to leave for a function. When we got off the phone I let Buddy in from outside and I just couldn’t stop crying so I sat down on the couch. Buddy totally freaked out when I cried. He tried licking all over my face. Then I hugged him while I cried and he just leaned against me, staring at me with his heart pounding. [Anyone who says dogs can't sense emotions is crazy.] The whole time I cried he just cuddled with me and tried to give me kisses.
Once I calmed down I got ready to go to the gym, since it was my day to hit the weights. That didn’t last long though. I only stayed for about 30 minutes. I just kept thinking how badly I wanted Tom home, how much it sucked to be by myself during all these things that have been happening, and how much I needed a hug. And I didn’t think it would be “cool” to break down crying in the middle of a weight room filled with dudes, so I packed it in for the night.
Mom talked to Dad the next day, and it went well — as well as can be expected from this situation anyway. She says they talked for about 6 hours, and that they both cried on and off, but that they were very calm and didn’t get mad or yell at all. As of right now, they want to continue to be friends. Dad is going to keep going with Mom to her doctors appointments, and they even talked about continuing to get together at their favorite pub for drinks and spending Thanksgiving together.
So while this sucks, and no one ever wants to see their parents split up, I guess this is the best case senerio. At least there’s that, right?
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