About two years ago, my daddy remarried. This came four years after my mom passed away, a reasonable amount of time, I suppose.
I didn't want this to happen.
I was pretty upset when it did. And was upset for a good while after, basically until just this week, and I still am a little, but I'm working on it.
It wasn't that she was taking my mom's place, well, maybe a little, I felt like she tried to in a small way.
I think it came down to the fact that I thought her being in my dad's life, would take my dad out of mine. And in some ways, that has been the case.
With a new wife, my dad didn't call as much as he had before. And that was hard for me, especially while going through a divorce. I needed that support from my dad, and I didn't know how to tell him. With my mom, she would have just known, and in a way I placed some of that responsibility on my step-mother, I expected her to encourage my dad to call me, reach out. But it didn't really happen.
I miss the talks my dad and I used to have. And I will always love that crazy old man, always seek his approval, love and respect, probably till the day I die.
Anyway…back to what I was saying. So my dad remarried, and I was not happy about it.
That was my perspective.
Then…
The thing that got me thinking though, was something a friend said to me this week. His parents had divorced when he was very young, and his mother remarried. He said he didn't particularly like the guy at first, but he told me he holds a great amount of respect for the man today.
I may not love my step-mom today, I may never, but I feel I have come to a point where I should give her my respect. She is married to my dad, and oh that dear man has to be a handful, and however I feel about their relationship, they are happy, and my dad isn't alone. And for giving my dad that, I will respect her.
And just a side (somewhat related thought)... families are changing, and having a more open mind is not a bad thing, especially when it comes to accepting people.
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