Sunday

Huh. So That's It Then?

Coastie Brother & I had a childhood that was better than some and worse than others. The people our parents married after their divorce made our lives problematic. No matter which house, egg shells were walked on.

We were talking one day. Both of us have a couple of pleasant memories of our dad's 2nd wife. Neither of us could come up with one for our mom's 2nd husband.

Then I realized one. He would leave. For months at a time. That month or months were peaceful to me. I'm sure my mom hated them. But my brother & I? Ah. We could breath.

Once my brother graduated (he is two years younger), that man left for good. I never saw him again. Of course, my mom still had contact with him because they share a son. I won't get into specifics of that because it's not my story.

However, during those brief contacts, that man would casually mention something about my life or my brother's. Creeped me out. I never lived in a state of fear, but, every now & again, a niggling would hit me.

For years now, he's been dying from one thing or another. When he would feel the end is near, he'd give my mom a call. The last phone call was in August of 2006.

A week ago, my mom found out that he passed away almost two years ago.

That part of my life is officially over.

11 comments:

Debbie said...

My mom's second husband was a nightmare. He died three years ago and I felt nothing but relief. I hate to admit it, but that was all I felt.

Jennie said...

Thank the Lord, you can have some peace.

Bubba's Sis said...

Glad that chapter is closed. I just feel bad for Uncle A.

littletoesandcheerios said...

I know all too well, how you feel. Sorry you had to go through that.

My Father was this way with my brother & I. King of his castle attitude. I don't post about it 'cause my Mom reads my blog and I don't want her to hurt anymore. He went to prison when I was 9 yrs old. So, in some ways I was saved. I had times of living in fear, with no where to hide. I still can't sleep in total darkness and I'm 35 yrs old. It's a long story...but a very tragic one.

forgetfulone said...

Well, in some ways that's sad, for him, for your mom maybe, for his and her son, but... for you, it's closure, and that's okay.

Jamie Dawn said...

Too much drama. Kids' lives shouldn't be so complicated... walking on eggshells... nigglings of fear and anxiety. I'm glad you and your brother survived it with some sanity intact.
Your kids have a stable, loving home. You've definitely NOT repeated the cycle.
:-)

Stacey said...

D thank you for sharing this--I'm glad you are able to put that behind you. Isn't it hard? How divorce rocks a family in ways we don't even comprehend until we look back on it? I'm sorry you had to deal with such a difficult situation..yet glad God brought you through it to be the amazing and strong woman I know. xoxo

Patois said...

I'm so glad that you will no longer have those fleeting moments of fear.

Jenny86753oh9 said...

Sounds like a big-deep-cleansing-breathe moment. I'm so glad you get to move on from that time. I'm still waiting to experience that...he turns 93 this week. Good grief! How long can this go on?!

Tales From the Eurovan said...

The feeling like you can just breathe again is so healing! Glad for you!
Take care,
Julie

Misty Dawn said...

((((HUGS)))) Oh D, you never deserved to live like that. More importantly, you survived and overcame - you are a fantastic person now and a wonderful parent. I, for one, am honored to call you my friend.