I awoke feeling upset about my daughter's divorce. Not that I ever thought her husband was amazing. The man is absolutely obsessed with his job and with his income. Sure, it's important, but for him money is his lifeline. He grew up in a terribly fractured family situation with little connection to his blood family. He has absolutely no clue as to what family is, means, or why family is so important. His situation is just plain sad. My daughter is tremendously bright with regard to academics, and she has a certain type of intuition that has astounded me at times. But when it comes to her emotions and feelings she has always had great difficulty connecting with them and accepting them. My son is completely the opposite. Go figure.
I dread having to tell my sister about N.'s divorce. My sister will be shaken up. For some reason she thought highly of N.'s husband, regardless of what I told her about him. I think my sister wanted to see him as she wanted him to be, not as he is. She loves my daughter very much and hangs on to the idea of her having the "perfect marriage." Strangely, my daughter and her husband never disagreed. Never. It was as though they were being formal with each other at all times, and I thought it odd. Couples who are comfortable with each other are okay with disagreeing. It's all about communication.
Okay, back to bed for me. The weather is chilly and wildly windy, which helps me sleep.
Sweet Sunday vibes sent**~**~**~***
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