Wednesday, November 17, 2010
I also see why my daddy's second wife could never accept the family we were; why she despised my mother; why she has worked tirelessly to wipe out my daddy's first wife and the children she gave him. I see that my parents loved each other and they loved their children. It was love that remained even through divorce. It was love that I was blessed to grow up with and was probably the reason that I never thought my mama would really leave.
My mama lived in an orphanage from the time she was nine after her mother walked out on her daddy. She didn't know anything about marriage or family dynamics except the popular opinion of the times which was: If he doesn't make you happy, LEAVE. My parents would get along great for long periods of time-the calm before the storm-and then have loud shouting matches the result of which were that she would move into my room with me and inform me that as soon as her children were grown, she was leaving.
I was 19; my brothers, 18 and 14. We weren't grown and what I know now is, it wouldn't have mattered if we were. Leaving was not the solution to her unhappiness. I can't speak to all situations where couples feel compelled to divorce. I can only speak about what I experienced and that was my parent's inability to deal with the problems between them. Their divorce didn't solve any of those problems; it only denied us all the one thing we really had going for us: love.
My daddy's second wife of 29 years spends lots of time since his death saying how my daddy was her soul mate. She spends lots of time saying how he was her best friend and how he will always be with her. She spends a lot of time reminding everyone that she was his wife. In the year before his death, she also spent a lot of time reporting how often he had accidents to anyone who would listen; jerking his pants down to "see if you've messed yourself" in front of whomever; snatching his hat off and commenting on his balding head; telling him that his children didn't care about him and taking every opportunity to embarrass and humiliate him. She spent a lot of time bullying him and trying to make him leave his 30 acres of dirt and little 3 bedroom rambler to her so she could have the power over what my brothers and I eventually inherit.