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.
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
12 years ago
3 comments:
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.
I have no personal experience either (my parents divorced when I was a toddler) - just making it up as I go along.
Hugs. You are gib\ving Muffin Man a great childhood, as far as I can tell from here.
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