Musing of late...

I was married before. I was in the relationship from 14 until 21 meaning we dated. We were married for 2 of those years. I divorced him, he did not want a divorce. He had an affair, or maybe I should say we separated stating we were going to divorce, he had sex with someone else, that end in a child. He and I got back together and neither of us knew of the child until after she was born and was over a year old. We ended up divorcing for many reasons, the child included.  ... Its amazing how life has a way of repeating itself. I make no excuses or him. I had many of my own problems. In 1 year we separated 15 times...

I was often known to fly off the handle, I was impatient, I was immature, I was hurt and hurting. I can only speak on ME and where I was and who I was. I make no excuses for his behaviors because they were choices. But for myself I made really bad choices and my behaviors were less then pleasing... and that is putting it pleasantly.

(1st husband from here on will be called THING 1 or T1 and 2nd husband will be called THING 2 or T2)


Now here is where my musing has come in... I went into a 2nd marriage very soon after my 1st divorce never knowing what I know now regarding standing...

Through an interesting turn of fate Thing1 has approached me and stated that he is interested in marriage.... again.. That although we have now been separated and divorced for the past 12 years almost he has been waiting for a chance to try again and win my heart.... I am speechless and stunned to say the least....

A little more background. When we divorced over the years T1 and I have had little to NO contact. In fact we have had almost no contact in the past 7 years. Meaning we have spoken in passing perhaps a few times... We have seen each other just as few times.

Dec 2010 I was living at my moms, having moved out of my home and separating from T2 in Aug 2010. I had changed my cell phone number, my email address and I had just had my daughter Sept 2010. Over the years my eldest son whom I had with T1 spends Thanksgiving and Christmas with T1 and his family but those arrangements have always been made with T1's mother.

Ok ok back to the story.

I was laying in the bed and my brother came in to the room and said "Thing 1 is here". I laughed because that was next to impossible. Long story short, T1 was standing in my mothers home.
A little background. I am a stable person. I had the same phone number, email address, and address for 7 years until recently. I am not one to fall off the map and I stay in contact with others. T1's mother was VERY concerned for us and had sent T1 to my moms house to find out where we were.

We spoke briefly and I informed him that I was separated, living with my mom, I had just had a baby and I was in school. He picked up our son and left.. That was it.

This is getting long so I guess I better make a new post...