Thursday, September 28, 2006

Holding pattern

School's going well. I love most of my classes, and I'm doing well (judging by test scores) in all of them. Muffin Man is healthy, happy, smart as a whip and funny to boot. Mr. Spock is the world's best husband. There are no crises in my life at the moment.

So I was wondering why I feel so...blah. Not depressed, just...blah. And I think I've figured it out.

Muffin Man is the same age I was when my parents separated.

The parents of his friend, Deep-Voiced-Toddler, are going through a separation on their way to divorce.

I'm about to enter unknown territory, I have no idea what it's like to be a school-aged kid in an intact household. None. Well, a hint from reading fiction, but no personal experience. And Deep-Voiced-Toddler is about to live my life (sort of, I don't think joint custody will be an option there).

Thus...blah.

3 comments:

SuzanH said...

Wow.

That's a lot to deal with - I'm not sure I can offer anything but my good thoughts.

I think, though, that there are so many different ways of being a family and growing up, that we can mold what we want. At least, that's what I tell myself.

Genevieve said...

I have no personal experience either (my parents divorced when I was a toddler) - just making it up as I go along.

purple_kangaroo said...

Hugs. You are gib\ving Muffin Man a great childhood, as far as I can tell from here.