There was also one of those former friend moments, where three pairs of parents who we were close to over the years sat together. I asked to sit with them, but there was only room for their kids. One of the dads pointed out that my X was over at another table, and I pointed out that we weren't together anymore. The other two couples never really contacted me after dday. Who knows what the X has told them.
Just strange feelings. No real contact with the X. I handed her a bag of stuff for my older son who is going away on Wednesday. And she took a photo of my graduating son and me with the camera I said she could have in the divorce agreement, so she wouldn't give me a hard time about the piano my father gave my son as a present.
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My youngest "graduates" from elementary school next week. It's sad to me that we won't be sharing this with him as an intact family, but then again, I'm glad we're divorced instead of together and at each other's throats.
Be happy with what you have while you work for what you want - Hellen Keller
I promise, these events do get easier.
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you."
It gets easier. It's very good that you saw your sons dilemma and made the choice for him.
Keep a lookout for other single parents at these events. You aren't the only one flying solo at them. You might make a friend or 3. I did.
It will become your new normal and for your kids too.
The sad clown and I sat together at my big girls first day of school - mainly because my then 2 year girl old saw me and wanted to sit with me so he slithered over next to me.
There haven't been many other shared events but we seem to have managed to stay out of each other's way with the girls hanging out with one of us at a time - or one girl each at a time which is a great given how rare 1:1 time is in a single parent household.
It has become easier. I've let the other mums in on what happened and they're also aware about the shit he pulls like not forwarding paper invitations to me for parties that fall on my weekends. They now all know all about his fuckery so they call me to make sure I've seen the invites and/or send me the details.
Soon she will be as invisible to you as that unpleasant colleague from out of state that you only have to see at big work events.
I wouldn't insist on the kids sitting with her every time. I understand it for the first time but I wouldn't make it so every time. I'll have the girls with me for a bit then I'll encourage them to go sit with their dad.
The Doosh didn't bring my son to his graduation earlier this month so I got to sit through the ceremony without the awkwardness of sharing space with an evil monster. I did get the looks of pity, which turned quickly to complete distaste towards the Dooosh when all the other parents found out what he had done. :(
I hear these get easier.. I pray that is true.