Though they mean well, sometimes people just say the wrong thing.
Everyone has been wonderful with their support, kind words and love while I dealt with a very painful experience.
Saturday night my mom had a PartyLite party (they sell candles) and after the party, I told my grandma and my aunt about what happened between Dan and me. Not the jail part, only my parents know about that, but him cheating on me and all.
I love my grandma; she means well. I know she does, but I don't think she thinks before she speaks. When my grandpa was alive, he was her filter. He'd be the one to reel her in when the hole she was digging got a little deep. Since he's been gone, she doesn't have him to reign her in again. 🙂
Anyway, she makes the comment, saying that she was glad I got rid of him and then she says I didn't need that. She started talking about the fact that he has three kids and how he's always going to be paying child support and that I would have been supporting him because all his money would be going to child support. She said I didn't need that.
She made it sound like I should never have given him a chance in the first place because he has three kids (Kaylee with his ex Lucy and twins Rachel and Riley with his ex Tara). I knew he had kids when we first started talking. Yeah, it was quite a bit to be taking on but I'm not going to pass on an opportunity for love just because the guy has kids.
As far as I know, no one in my family acted like this when my uncle Klay dated then married his wife Vernae. At the time they started dating she had a four-year-old son, Nathan. He didn't need to be a dad at 20, taking on the responsibilities of taking care of another man's child. But he did. They married and Nathan became his son. He was never officially adopted by Klay (and that's because of Nathan's biological dad), but Klay's Nathan's dad in every way but blood.
I don't know where life will take me or who I'll someday marry. I'm 23 years old. I have friends and classmates marrying and having kids, left and right. Or so it seems. 😛 I could meet someone who's been married and divorced. I could meet another person who has a child. Love isn't wrapped up in a pretty little bow underneath the Christmas tree. You won't find it where you expect it to be.
I dunno. I know she meant well, but I guess I got a little annoyed by it.
Everyone has been wonderful with their support, kind words and love while I dealt with a very painful experience.
Saturday night my mom had a PartyLite party (they sell candles) and after the party, I told my grandma and my aunt about what happened between Dan and me. Not the jail part, only my parents know about that, but him cheating on me and all.
I love my grandma; she means well. I know she does, but I don't think she thinks before she speaks. When my grandpa was alive, he was her filter. He'd be the one to reel her in when the hole she was digging got a little deep. Since he's been gone, she doesn't have him to reign her in again. 🙂
Anyway, she makes the comment, saying that she was glad I got rid of him and then she says I didn't need that. She started talking about the fact that he has three kids and how he's always going to be paying child support and that I would have been supporting him because all his money would be going to child support. She said I didn't need that.
She made it sound like I should never have given him a chance in the first place because he has three kids (Kaylee with his ex Lucy and twins Rachel and Riley with his ex Tara). I knew he had kids when we first started talking. Yeah, it was quite a bit to be taking on but I'm not going to pass on an opportunity for love just because the guy has kids.
As far as I know, no one in my family acted like this when my uncle Klay dated then married his wife Vernae. At the time they started dating she had a four-year-old son, Nathan. He didn't need to be a dad at 20, taking on the responsibilities of taking care of another man's child. But he did. They married and Nathan became his son. He was never officially adopted by Klay (and that's because of Nathan's biological dad), but Klay's Nathan's dad in every way but blood.
I don't know where life will take me or who I'll someday marry. I'm 23 years old. I have friends and classmates marrying and having kids, left and right. Or so it seems. 😛 I could meet someone who's been married and divorced. I could meet another person who has a child. Love isn't wrapped up in a pretty little bow underneath the Christmas tree. You won't find it where you expect it to be.
I dunno. I know she meant well, but I guess I got a little annoyed by it.
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