In another country on the opposite side of the world, a woman walks down the aisle. It is a beautiful summer’s day, the sun makes dappled patterns through the church window, and she is surrounded by friends and family. Her children watch as the man who has looked after them for the last three years becomes their mother’s husband.
That woman is my boyfriend’s ex-wife. On Saturday, she made a vow to love another man until they are parted by death. Unlike me, she isn’t afraid to give marriage another try.
I wish her all the best. I understand what it is like to be left alone when your partner works away all the time. I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for her to bring up three small children practically on her own, with her family a world away.
I hope her new husband gives her the kind of life my boyfriend couldn’t. I hope the children feel surrounded by love and kindness.
In a couple of days, the youngest two will fly from Europe to Australia to visit their Dad. It’s perfect timing. At the creation of a new family, they are reminded of the old.
It’s funny how things turn out. You could almost believe that the ending of two people’s unhappiness has resulted in more happiness than anyone could ever imagine. Love finds a way to make things right.
Good luck Mrs R. Thank you for being a good mother to my boyfriend’s children and for showing them how to follow your own true path of joy.
May the Universe bless you beyond measure.
Tell me: Has your ex-partner married someone else?
Do you have an interesting kind of blended family?