I was a single mother of two toddler boys, ages 3years and 3 months. In 1980 I left an extremely abusive husband who beat me to a bloody mess and loaded a 357 magnum and held us hostage for 6 hours. I was released from the hospital and drove 1,360 miles home and made a life for us. I devoted my entire adult life (their childhood) to being a good mom. They went to 12 years a Catholic school and 4 years of college. Every penny I had went to keeping a roof over our heads, clothes on our backs, food on our table. They went to camp every summer and played travel sports, my youngest even got a full scholarship to college for sports. I didn’t date, I spent all my time working 3 jobs and running them to and from practice, games and school.
We had a great family relationship, when they graduated from college I got remarried to a lifelong friend. We were happy and enjoyed each others company. Our kids would plan time together, dinner out, vacations, we all liked each other, we enjoyed each other.
In 2007 my youngest son got involved with a girl who was the sister of a boy he went to school with. She cane from a very dysfunctional family with a great deal of drama, always drama. Always someone fighting or not talking to someone. When she was little one of her first memories was her father cheating on her mother. So she woke up in the kids in the middle of the night, put them in the car and drove to the other woman’s house. She went in dragged her out onto the front lawn and beat her in front of her children, threw a rock thru he picture window and got arrested. This is the family he became involved with! She got pregnant, my son got engaged when my grandson was 6 months old, she sat on my couch and casually told me “you and your family won’t be invited to the wedding I’ll make sure of that”.. and then she laughed. I never would have believed it, but she lied, manipulated, and apparently set out to make it happen by the time my grandson was 1 year old we never saw my son or his family again. They moved out under cover of darkness and went to Florida. There were no arguments, no fights, she gave my son an ultimatum and he chose his new family.
It’s been 17 years, I have 3 more grandchildren I have never met. I am not bitter or angry. I believe in my heart he is a great father and a good provider and he did what he thought was best for his family. I respect that. I am sad, heartbroken that all of my life I sacrificed so that I could one day enjoy the fruits of that labor of love, my grandchildren. And lots of cousins to boot! I held my grandson every day of the first year of his life, I cherish those moments and that time I had with him. I am sad I didn’t get to know the other three. I’ll die and never be a part of their lives, it’s devastating. But I know my son knows I love him, it’s never been a question and my door will always be open. My daughter in law has an aunt who did the same thing, 25 years later her husband reunited with his family after his children were grown. I often wonder if that will happen to us? In the meantime I have not reached out, I’ve had no contact and neither has his brother for all these years we have respected his decision.
It’s not abuse, your children have free will, but it is heartbreaking that’s for sure.💔