I have both daughters and sons. I have to say that raising the boys was far easier than raising the girls. I would never have believed that prior to becoming a mother. I was convinced that females are the more logical and far easier to raise...ha!
I love my boys. I love my girls. I love the adults they've all become. I suppose I should be grateful that H waited until they were all grown to jump ship and swim away. Somehow, I'm not. Witnessing their pain now, even as adults, makes me so angry with him. Added to that the fact that I still don't completely understand, and I'm just a big puddle of hurt.
I did so much wrong in my marriage. I did one giant wrong in our attempt to R. I still believe nothing I did was worthy of being booted to the curb, but if given the chance, I would do everything in my power to still try and salvage things. Yes, H has become abusive - I don't understand it all. He was once the most gentle man on earth.
Julie, hang in there. This is so very important. Be watchful, be smart, work on what you can. But if you have a chance to save this M...I really, truly envy you and wish you success and happiness.
I'll keep checking in to see how it's going. Just wanted to stop by and say hello!
