(((Gmum))) My H left for three years when my D was 4, D was 2 and S was 8 months. None of them remember any of it. The know he left. But they do not remember the nights crying for their daddy. They dont remember him promising to get them and never showing. They dont remember no food in the fridge.
They do remember that I read them Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Huck Finn and Little House on the Prairie every night. They do remember the birthday party I gave them at the swimming pool. They do remember me showing up at their kindergarten concert and crying when they sung their "I love you" song.
They know they can call a turtle a "loo-loo" and I will understand that was their word for turtle, and dad would have no idea what they are talking about.
You can choose to look at that as sad or unbelievably magical and special. Because it is both.
Our WAS are not the only people who are allowed to distort reality. I choose to look at it as a precious gift and not sad in any way. Actually, there is no English word to describe the magnitude of my feelings on the time I got them all to myself.
Me: 42 H: 45 M: 18 yrs T: 20 yrs D: 17 D: 15 S: 12 I kicked him out 8/21/15 I will DB until March 21st 2017, that is it!