Today as l was in town attending my own nutritionist appointment which was an eye opener by itself and l will discuss elsewhere at a later time as to how my compost heap and myself are two very similiar entities with regards our diets. Afterwards l walked around the town awaiting for Suze’s leg waxing appointment to finish and strolled along looking at shops, being pleased that there was a break in the weather and listening out for ‘snippets’ of conversation.
Whilst l was waiting to cross the road and for the traffic lights to change to green from red, l overheard a rather sad conversation between a mother and her two children. The youngest, a lad of perhaps the age of 7 or 8, was pleading with his mum to explain why ‘daddy would not be with them for Christmas?’
“Because your ‘father’ has chosen to be with another lady for Christmas!!” She answered sternly. The other child, l presumed to be the sister was a few years older and basically stated, “Mum and dad are getting a divorce, it happens, get used to it!”
The little boy looked at his sister and his mother shrugged and answered “But, whyyyyyy?”
I was quite saddened by this conversation and especially his pleading with both his mother and sister with their angry and cynical attitudes and walked on over the road, pondering upon what l had just overheard.
It made me think to my own parent’s divorce back in the later 80’s when l was already a young man and having had left home and was already dealing with my own life crisis. At the time my sister was still living with my mother at home, and my father was already firmly in the throes of seeking comfort and companionship from someone else. My parents had been married for thirty years and would have been divorced for another thirty had my father still been alive this year.
I am divorced 11 years this year, but luckily l/we had no children together and so no children of mine/ours had to go through this anguish.
When my parents told me they were divorcing, l was not shocked, perhaps just amazed as to how they hadn’t divorced years and years before it did happen, as they both grew to no longer love each other but detest each other instead. I never asked why of them, l simply accepted it as the wisest decision ever.
Divorce is once more on the up, as crude divorce rate figures will inform you and the figures for divorce for following marriages is even higher … reminds me of once the integrity of a vase is broken, no matter how many times you glue it back together because it was once broken, it will never be the same, as is always prone to breaking again.
But as l walked and replayed the boys ‘But Whyyy??’, in my head, l wondered if just because marriage is on the increase, and more popular than ever before say in comparison to thirty years ago if it makes it easier for children to accept and understand? Was the sister’s cynical attitude just a sign of the time of today’s society?
So? Do you think that with the state of play with regards the commoness of divorce today, does this make it easier for children to live and deal with or just as hard as ever?