What a wonderful post I stumbled upon last week!
One of the biggest most surprising parts of being in a blended family, for me, has been realising that i needed to grieve the loss of a potential family that never existed but that I had created in my mind over the years. It is probably built starting in our first years where books tell stories of mum and dad and their kids and fairytales portray anything other than this “norm” as disfunctional and treacherous.
Nobody grows up dreaming of their blended family and sharing children, calendars and money with an exwife. Awkwardly navigating Mother’s Day and holidays is an additional treat.
It has taken me nearly 3 years to move mostly through the stages of grief to get to the point that I’m at now. THREE VERY TOUGH YEARS. It is absolutely worth the pain and guilt and confusion now but had you asked me throughout the last 3…
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