If you could comfort one person right now, who would it be?
Posted on Jan 27th, 2008
by
ginlei
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 27, 2008:
The one person I would comfort, at this moment, would be my ex-husband. We were best friends once and we had two beautiful boys. We got together right after high school and were married when our oldest child was four months old. I told him I wouldn't marry him until our child was 2 yrs old just incase we learned we didn't like each other. He caught me of gaurd when we got our taxes back and in a whirlwind we got rings at a pawn shop, grabed his couson, my sister and interupted his Grandmother watching Matlock w/ Randy Travis appearing on it. We wore purple shirts, white jeans and were married in her living room!
Unfortuately, as we grew up, we grew apart and I thought our dreams changed. Now, atfer we've been devoriced for almost 7 years, I have discovered that our seperation was more than likely unnecessary. In my personal journey I have come to terms w/ the fact that my post-partium depression,after my scond son, should of been treated. If I could I would let him know it really wasn't either one of our faults, that I was wrong to be afriad that he couldn't be a good father, and as his ex-wife, I'm proud of him.
Unfortuately, as we grew up, we grew apart and I thought our dreams changed. Now, atfer we've been devoriced for almost 7 years, I have discovered that our seperation was more than likely unnecessary. In my personal journey I have come to terms w/ the fact that my post-partium depression,after my scond son, should of been treated. If I could I would let him know it really wasn't either one of our faults, that I was wrong to be afriad that he couldn't be a good father, and as his ex-wife, I'm proud of him.
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