Oh Dee, I’ve been there. I know the hurt. It’s awful because it’s a mixture of bewilderment, disappointment and anxiety. I have to admit, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. I told my son that I think he’s making the biggest mistake in his life. And you guessed it; it didn’t make any difference. He was caught in her net, and although I truly believe he saw and understood what I was saying, he was like a fish…he couldn’t get out.
Now they are married. Their first baby is due. I have learned to just accept and make the best of it. I see all the things developing that I warned him about. She is an extremely bossy person, who has a phobia about leaving the house. She is also deviously manipulative, and has forbidden my son to continue his hobbies, of diving, motorcycling, hiking…because of course she can’t join him. He is puddy in her hands. It’s sad to watch, and it’s still hard to get used to. I don’t recognize my son anymore. This is the son that has taken on her last name as well.
The only thing good about the relationship is her parents. We get along great with them, and we have become friends. Still, I have never dared speak to my DIL’s Mom about her daughter. I think her Mom has nothing to say either.
Well, the lesson learned in this story, and I do like to believe there is a lesson to learn in all living situations is: stop making your family the center of your life. I got to almost laugh while writing this, because it is very hard for me to do as well.
As soon as Anaiya leaves our nest, hubby and I plan to get really active in our golf club. We want to invest time in making new good friends, to share our hobbies, thoughts and just plain old living with. Yes, friends like I have here in this forum. Then I hope the family situations will automatically get pushed into a back light. I believe it will be easier to take if we are more independent of our adult children. It’s their life, their beer, their mess, and / or hopefully their happiness.
Whatever…distraction is the key to our own happiness and it does help heal the hurt. So Dee my friend, I wish we could go out and do the town together! Be girls again and giggle our way from one coffee house to another, or who cares go to a wine cellar and get tipsy.
Friends are the family you have chosen for yourself.