Had a little scare with D17 yesterday. She left school around noon throwing up badly. We all ate the same dinner and breakfast and no one else at lunch got sick, so I suspected appendicitis.
Took her to the ER as soon as she called from home around 3:00 PM, W came by to relieve me around 7:30 PM after giving S12 dinner. They didn't get home till 10:30 PM. Tests and CAT scan turned up negative. We still don't know what was wrong.
It just makes me think though that tag teaming with W over crises involving the kids is something parents take on forever. Kids bind parents' lives like nothing else even after they reach adulthood: illnesses, graduations, weddings, grandchildren, even funerals. So no matter how badly a WAS desires to escape, it's never really all the way, and they never think twice about it.
All feelings aside, in the end love is a choice. She chose to no longer love me as a husband. I've chosen to love my kids by not resenting their mother.
But I realize though, that even if she were to change her mind today, I've got to take a long, long journey myself before I could begin to accept her back.
Like the Bible story of the prodigal son I more resemble the righteous elder brother than the unconditionally forgiving father.
But at least I'm not poor the fatted calf!
Me 53 XW 50 M 18 Years +2 S14 D19 Bomb 10-24-10 Served 1-27-11 Mediate 4-21-11 Civil D Final 6-2-11 No church anullment "A man is not finished when he is defeated, he is finished when he quits."
