Well, I'm still counting my blessings, but 2013 is definitely not ending as I expected it to. After a year of renovations and family ups and downs, as the year was drawing to a close, I expected a little calm. A regrouping and recouping of energy. A refocussing of our lives to normality and enjoying our newly spiffed up home. Turns out my marriage was drawing to a close without my knowledge or consent.
How does this happen, you ask. Or I did. Selfishness, laziness, egotistical narcissistic arrogance. To name but a few.
My husband of 28 years reconnected on Linked In with an old friend from high school. With my full knowledge and support. Hey, I'm a progressive woman of the 21st century. Men can have friendships with the opposite sex and they can remain just friends, right? We're all grownups here. Especially if said female friend is a devout Christian of the Anglican faith, who is raising 3 kids on her own after being divorced and escaping an abusive marriage. Adultery is a sin, after all, and she works for the Diocese. She must be an observant Christian whose only interest in my husband is....what was it I was thinking exactly? Oh, right. I trusted him. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice...
I have recently wished for a time machine. To go back in time and absolutely forbid that this friendship be renewed. My daughters wisely set me straight...you can't change stupid, they said. And they're right. The players in this little farce were always destined to make terrible, cowardly decisions, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
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