Life
You are not married to the same man I was
I’ve stated on many occasions that when I begin to write these articles, I struggle to find the exact right words which express what I am feeling and thinking without offending. While I truly don’t care what most folks think about my opinions due to my age and life’s experiences, I never set out to intentionally offend or hurt anyone, EVER. With that in mind, I am going to plunge into a subject which is deeply personal and some of you may feel very passionately about what I am going to say. Just know that, as always, every word has been carefully considered so that it may express my opinions with as much neutrality as is possible while still expressing my feelings and experience.
The title of this article is as blunt as it is true –
You are not married to the same man I was.
Even though I try very hard not to judge others, it is in our human nature to quickly judge others by appearance or by actions. If we do not delve further to find out more about the “why” of a situation, it becomes way too easy to judge someone in a negative light. Over the years I have worked very hard to learn the important lesson of stopping, looking, asking and, evaluating before I judge. I’m not going to say this is easy or that I don’t fail at it more than I would like. However, I will say I try very, very hard to check myself when I see I’m heading down that road of negative judgement. Even in this specific article, you will see my struggle very clearly because I will be discussing someone’s (maybe multiple people’s) judgements of my life choices. I’ve grown a thicker skin because I know these types of discussions open myself up to further and, potentially, harsher judgements. That doesn’t mean they don’t affect me. It just means that I choose not to let them truly harm me. Life is about choices. You can choose to let these judgements hold you back or you can choose to grow and prove all those judgements wrong.
There is one person’s judgements and closed mindedness that, admittedly, gets my goat from time to time. This is my attempt to explain why this snub irritates the living daylights out of me from time to time.
As I have shared in other articles, my ex-husband is still very much one of my closest and dearest friends. Mike was one of the very first people who knew Don and I had become friends. He was the person who first expressed that Don might be the exact person who I needed in my life. His genuine encouragement of my growing relationship with my friend was very instrumental in leading me to understand and embrace the miracle I have been given. It’s pretty amazing when a divorced couple remains friends and even more rare when they can stay in the group of “best of friends”. I count myself doubly blessed that my husband and my ex-husband have met and spoken, online and in person. Mike was one of the very first people I made sure to see when I brought Don with me to Omaha. It was important to me for them to meet.
Obviously, this whole “best of friends” situation did not occur overnight or by accident. This came as a result of the divorce, not just because we were married for almost 15 years. There were reasons we divorced. While one specific action and decision lead to actual end of our marriage, let’s all be real here and acknowledge that most divorces do not occur because you have a truly happy marriage. Marriages become broken over time by many situations and occurrences with a hefty sprinkle of how we respond to those situations and occurrences. However, sometimes they occur just simply because the married couple may work as friends but they just don’t work as a married couple. It may take a while to see and accept this reality because the friendship itself masks the cracks in the foundation.
I’m also a very firm believer that our experiences in life shift our behaviors and perceptions. Every life experience is an opportunity to grow and learn. It’s a choice we make with each experience. We can use them as excuses to stay stuck, ignore the lesson, or grow from them. Mike’s choice to grow from the experience of our divorce is the reason I say this with such conviction –
You are not married to the same man I was.
There are other reasons for how we change and grow through the years. Sometimes, simply having the wrong or right people in our lives whether as friends, lovers or acquaintances, impacts our growth or lack of it. We are just plain and simply different when we associate ourselves with different people. It affects our viewpoints and experiences. I have another very dear male friend with whom I can debate, very heatedly I might add, about political viewpoints. However, he and I always agree to disagree and love each other through it all. When I listen to his viewpoint during these debates, it does affect me. It makes me look at the situation differently because I care about and respect my friend. Now, let’s say I have the same debate with someone else who I do not value on the same level. I know that interaction has much less impact just because I don’t have the same connection with that person. Along this line of thinking, there are just people you instantly connect with in different ways. You don’t know why, but for some reason this person can do things that would irritate you to no end from someone else but, in this person, you find it, at least, irritating and, at best, amusing or charming. On the flip side, there are those times when we each respond to someone so differently than we would another, that some would swear you are a completely different person. That is a phenomenon I cannot even begin to explain. To me, it just is what it is. That is why I say –
You are not married to the same man I was.
I cannot understand a person who does not keep an open mind to someone they have never met. It does not mean I do not respect their perception of events and behaviors but, it does mean they are not honestly cheating themselves by not exploring all the factors and facts before making that judgment. I can honestly say that even though I despise that my husband walked through so much pain and anger because of his ex-wife, I am actually thankful to her for making the choices she made. How can I say that? It’s because, had she not made those choices, I would not have my perfect partner, my soul mate, the other half of myself as my husband. Just as the choices I made in and out of my marriage to Mike affected our lives, her decisions and actions affected mine. As another thing I have stated many times, how can I regret and be angry about the bad stuff I have lived through if it lead me HERE?! With that, I am at least a little thankful for the things my husband had to endure to get here, also. That doesn’t mean I could ever be friends with his ex-wife. It does mean that, if I were to meet her, I would be cordial and as non-judgmental as possible. I am not so naive as to assume that all situations are easily handled this way. However, I’d like to think I am a big enough person to at least respect that she gave up what was not meant to be hers so that I may have exactly what was meant to be mine.
I know I am not the same person with Don I was with Mike. I know Don is not the same person he was with his ex-wife. I know Mike is not the same person with his wife that he was with me. I saw and heard the differences from the beginning of his relationship with his wife. I could just feel it. Honestly, I didn’t like it at first. Honestly, I felt a little threatened. These feelings did not happen because I wanted to renew a marital relationship with him. They came because I did not want to lose contact with my dear friend because his wife told him to cut me out of his life. I truly want my dear long-time friend to be happy. I truly want him to have someone to love and who loves him in the way he deserves to be loved – truly, respectfully, purely, whole-heartedly and passionately. He deserves to be loved the way I love Don. Mike’s wife deserves that same kind of love, also. Mike knows I wish him love and happiness within his marriage and in life. He knows that I want to share in his happiness as his friend and I know he wants to do the same for me. He also knows what I mean when I say –
You are not married to the same man I was
I have tried a few different ways to reach out to Mike’s wife. I honestly have wanted to just simply express my honest appreciation for what she has brought to his life. That she makes him a happier and calmer person than I was ever able to makes me respect her. I would love to have the opportunity to tell her so. Unfortunately, at this time, she is not open to that opportunity. There are times it truly upsets me. It would be easier for me to understand if I was trying to be hateful or harmful. But, I’m not. My approach has always been and will always continue to be that of appreciation, respect, and kindness with the hope of friendship.
Even in this article, I wanted to give specifics of how different each of us are since we found our spouses. I wanted to talk about what happened in the past so she could understand how clearly I understand how she is a better partner for him than I was. In order to do so, it might be interpreted as negative or accusatory. I’m just not that person. Or, at least, I try very hard not to be. So all I can say is just this –
You are not married to the same man I was.
And for this, I will always be proud to call him my dear friend and extraordinarily happy you two found each other.
Friendships change, however………
I know all too well that friendships change over time. Most cycle in and out of your life for various reasons. There are very few actually walk through your entire life as a constant presence. My lofty personal goal is to at least touch base with those who have been important in my life, short-term or long-term, at least every few months or so. Now, I do have those I am in contact with on almost a daily basis. My bigger concern is reaching out to those who have fallen off that regular schedule and moved to the friendship abyss for whatever reason. Even if there was a shift in the friendship, some kind of disagreement or disconnect, I try to reach out every so often. It’s important. As we get older, it’s harder to meet and grow friendships with others. Time and shared experiences is what builds those relationships. If we don’t work hard to keep up those long-term relationships, eventually the friends in our lives are more acquaintances than truly friends.
My first really rough patch with the friendship change dynamic was when I first left Omaha. Now, don’t get me wrong, this has happened before in my 47 year life but, that particular moment was the most dramatic shift of my life. I naïvely believed that keeping my divorce polite and friendly would minimize my loss of friends. As most everyone knows, people get weird about divorce. It’s almost like it is a highly contagious disease. In reality, sometimes it can be, so I can actually empathize and sympathize with that paranoia – conscience or not. However, like every other fear in life, it is best faced and dealt with honestly and bravely. The best way to deal with friends divorcing is NOT to choose which member of the former marriage you keep in your life and which one you toss to the side. I guarantee if you do that, you are probably going to choose to keep the wrong one. Keep them both. Even if you didn’t value the one as much as the other during the marriage, keep them both. Divorce, like so many other major life events, changes people. The change might be the exact the friendship boost needed.
Of course, my moving over 1000 miles from everything and everyone I have ever known my entire life did not make maintaining friendships any easier. Not having any face-to-face contact does make maintaining relationships much more difficult. Those shared experiences are what solidifies friendships. However, those experiences do not guarantee the friendship will continue throughout your life. Really, there is no ONE thing that will make sure friendship will endure. Even knowing this is true, I still feel the sting when a friendship makes a negative shift, is damaged or completely vanishes. To me, losing those connections is losing a piece of myself.
My most recent experience with this happened with some people who were my lifeline through one of the very roughest patches of my life. They were my inspiration to keep putting one foot in front of the other at a time I felt so amazingly overwhelmed and helpless. They cheered me on as navigated unknown roads, literally and figuratively, towards healing of my heart and growing into the best version of myself. I always knew these friends had a different view and philosophy of life but, I respected theirs and I thought they respected mine. Unfortunately, that belief turned out to be incorrect. Sometimes, when you find your true happiness, others are either jealous, think you are flaunting it, or have become judgemental of those without that kind of happiness.
I do understand those emotions and thoughts. I’ve thought that way about others on occasion – guilty as charged. Be that as it may, I’ve backed off from so many more for the exact opposite reasons. They are wallowing in their pity party way too long, blame others for their life challenges or just plain and simple do NOTHING to overcome and better themselves. I absolutely despise wasted potential. Those are the ones who I don’t feel much guilt about moving to the back burner of my life or removing them completely. It does still hurt a bit though. Sometimes those exact people are the ones you thought were going to hang around in your life for a very long time. They also hang out in your life a bit longer than they really should because you really want to believe in them, cheer them on and celebrate their victories with them. There comes a point and time you realize they don’t really want to grow into their potential or appreciate all that life has to offer. Even when you come to that realization, you want to be proven wrong. You are, honestly and sincerely, hoping and praying they prove you wrong.
In every challenge, every piece of negativity life throws at you, and every road block, there are ALWAYS two things – growth and a silver lining. Every single thing in life has something to cause you to be grateful, to be happy, to be positive. Granted, there are times when you have to REALLY search for or wait around a while for the positive but, it’s there. Just keep your eyes and heart open. Keep looking.
While I technically lost a few friends, changed the dynamic of a few other friendships, and got my feelings hurt a bit, I will survive. I will continue to wish the very best for those who walked away. For that, I know I will, yet again, be judged. That choice will again leave me open to the judgement of others. Some may choose to believe I am “fake”. Some may choose believe I think myself to be above or better than others. Some may choose to accuse me of those things and more. Maybe, in some brief moments, they may even be correct. However, I will always remain positive, speak kindly of others and do the very best I can to hold my tongue in the midst of hurt and anger. I can’t control how others act and react but, I can be strong, love and live life passionately while ruling my behavior through my heart and head, equally.
Sometimes Life Lessons Get In The Way
Whew! It’s been over a week since I have had time to sit in front of my computer! Even as I type this, I only have an hour before I need to get dressed and on my way to the burrito mine. This past week has been full of adjustments and challenges which I will share with you very soon. For the moment I just wanted to touch base and assure you I still have plenty of stories waiting to be written. I am looking forward to sharing them with you.
I have been, at least temporarily, transferred from my restaurant of 2 1/2 years to a much busier and more challenging restaurant. This involves a bit of a promotion, doubles my commute and increases not only my workload but requires more working hours. I don’t know if the working hours will decrease any over time but, I know this restaurant has some great potential. The “kids” who work here desperately need and honestly want guidance and a little “mothering”. Those are the folks who make me thrive in my career. They may not enjoy all the lessons I have to teach while in the middle of learning them but, eventually, they will value and understand them. Most certainly they will not understand the sacrifices I will have to make from time to time to make sure they have what they need and are learning what they need to learn. Some may understand eventually, many, many years down the road. However, I know very well most will never truly understand the impact we will make in each others lives during such an important piece of their growth, professionally and personally.
There are very few things in life I enjoy more than watching young adults learn and grow. Seeing wasted potential in those same people drives me crazy. The “Mothering” instinct in me wants to sit on them until they “get” it. I know that doesn’t work. I know that the best way to help them grow is to give them their instructions, stand on the sidelines, and let them work through it. The larger part of my job is to help them stand back up, help them mop up any messes those stumbles and falls created, nurse the cuts and bruises, and send them back out there to continue the game of life. Hopefully, they will be a little wiser and stronger through the next challenge.
Even if they will never ever understand what I give up in my life to do this, I will know. I will always carry the pride of knowing who I have helped lead down the path of life. I also know, without even realizing it, some of them will do the same for others in the future. To me, that is a very beautiful thing.