Divorce is never easy. The grown children seem to have a tougher time coming to grips with the split.
It would appear that my son is lost to me forever - therefore my two sweet grandchildren will be lost to me as well.
I am unsure how to process this grief.
It's been eleven years since the big "D". I thought I did the right thing by hanging in there for thirty-three years until the kids were all grown and out of the house. Somehow it's never enough.
Our family is small and my only brothers are still in Canada. My CLS (common-law spouse) has family too far to see often.
How sad to be seventy-one and have to endure such a loss.
It's possible I may have more grandchildren someday; I can only hope.
At what price do we have to pay to make our children happy?