I almost teared up. We always have to walk that fine line of being truthful, but not badmouthing the other parent. I'm really hoping that I didn't badmouth him, but I couldn't not tell her why I wouldn't marry him again. I always tell her that he loves her though and just made bad choices in his marriage.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning. - T.S. Eliot
My boys have asked me on several occasions if they can DJ my next wedding. I think that may be the 10 and 13-year-old equivalent of this conversation.
The best thing about hitting rock bottom is that everything after that looks fucking fabulous!