My best friend in the world (hippychick) is going through some tough times. More for her two children than for her, but none the less. Their father killed his lover and took his own life. In a love triangle, in my old small town where I grew up in. He had remarried and had a child who is now 8 years old. Hippychick and him had been divorced for at least 30 years.
It is sad, it is so unreal....he was always a cheater....but how could he do this to his family who were the best people in town......how could he do this? Janis's children are devastated...even though they didn't have him as "real" dad for most their lives.....they still loved him. I introduced Hippy Chick to him way back when...and he knocked her up.....and look what happened. I was her bridesmaid...... she didn't really want to marry him.. I remember she was crying before the wedding and said she had so much more planned for her life. But it was the 60's. You marry the guy that knocks you up, and make him pancakes in the morning.
Fate....can be fatal. There is much more to this story, but I will keep it private.
My heart goes out to Hippy Chick, who can't really be part of her children's grieving process because she can't be part of her children's dad's family as much as she would like. She is still a very good friend to them and they love her, but since he remarried years ago...it makes it awkward. Janis and his wife had become become very good friends over the years. She and her former mother in law( who is 93) ...are like mother and daughter...but when shit comes to shove...she is not part of the family...at this time...only the kids. I know it kills her. I hate that.
So, my heart is heavy. Who would ever think I would be looking at that part of my life again.
I just dribbled some wine in my keyboard...it's getting harder and harder to type..or maybe it's a tear or so.