I know this is nothing compared to some of the situations you are dealing with, but I am still having a hard time processing this.
We moved into our house 2 years ago in March. DD was 10 months old. Two doors down was a wonderful couple with a gorgeous boy who was 9 months old. The mother is gorgeous, smart, and very interested in natural family living, gardening, cooking, etc. We could just talk and talk. The father very funny and outgoing. "The life of the party" so to speak. I adore them both.
Their son. He's an angel. My daughter fell in love with him immediately. They were like two peas in a pod. They played together in the evenings once or twice a week at least. His dad would just pop by the house with him. The kids would play in the backyard, we'd have a few beers together, make an impromptu dinner party, etc.
As they got older, he would drive his little motorized jeep over to the house to pick her up for a drive
They were so cute, with all the parents running next to the jeep as they "went to the movies."
I've never seen 2 year olds that can play so well together. His mom cut my hair once and it took almost 2 hours. We never heard a peep from them in the other room. They play, share, and laugh together.
DH and I knew they had problems as a couple. They didn't know each other long before they got pregnant with him, but they gave it a good try. Often we'd see them separately, but rarely together. When the husband had a few too many to drink at our place, he'd confide in us about them having trouble. I always was there for him, but always neutral. I certainly understand both of their POVs. Communication was just not there for either of them. I don't blame her at all for wanting out, but I also think he is a great guy.
They are finally divorcing. Neither one of them can afford to keep the house so they are putting it on the market. She has moved out (across town) with their DS. He has moved all his stuff out to his mom's house. The house is empty now
Just writing this makes me want to cry. Our whole street is very sad, but this just tears at my heart. I miss them so much. And I'm so very sad for my daughter who was so close to their DS.
More than most, we knew it was coming. But I guess I didn't expect the house to be vacant so soon. Deep down in my heart, I don't think I ever let go of the thought that our kids would grow up two doors down from eachother. We even used to joke that our sensitive artsy girl would go through her "black phase" writing poetry in front of the Menil, and their blond buff boy would be the most popular football star. It all sounds so dumb to write that down, but I guess I am just now realizing how much I'm losing here.
For christmas, their son gave DD the a children's book with the lyrics from FOREVER YOUNG by Bob Dylan. Inside was a picture of them together and the note "I hope we are forever friends and we stay forever young." It makes me cry to think about it.
I recognize they are in the same city. But it won't be the same ever. I'm just so sad about friends who divorce. Its so devastating to everyone.
Thanks for listening if you made it this far.
XOXO
B
We moved into our house 2 years ago in March. DD was 10 months old. Two doors down was a wonderful couple with a gorgeous boy who was 9 months old. The mother is gorgeous, smart, and very interested in natural family living, gardening, cooking, etc. We could just talk and talk. The father very funny and outgoing. "The life of the party" so to speak. I adore them both.
Their son. He's an angel. My daughter fell in love with him immediately. They were like two peas in a pod. They played together in the evenings once or twice a week at least. His dad would just pop by the house with him. The kids would play in the backyard, we'd have a few beers together, make an impromptu dinner party, etc.
As they got older, he would drive his little motorized jeep over to the house to pick her up for a drive
They were so cute, with all the parents running next to the jeep as they "went to the movies."I've never seen 2 year olds that can play so well together. His mom cut my hair once and it took almost 2 hours. We never heard a peep from them in the other room. They play, share, and laugh together.
DH and I knew they had problems as a couple. They didn't know each other long before they got pregnant with him, but they gave it a good try. Often we'd see them separately, but rarely together. When the husband had a few too many to drink at our place, he'd confide in us about them having trouble. I always was there for him, but always neutral. I certainly understand both of their POVs. Communication was just not there for either of them. I don't blame her at all for wanting out, but I also think he is a great guy.
They are finally divorcing. Neither one of them can afford to keep the house so they are putting it on the market. She has moved out (across town) with their DS. He has moved all his stuff out to his mom's house. The house is empty now
Just writing this makes me want to cry. Our whole street is very sad, but this just tears at my heart. I miss them so much. And I'm so very sad for my daughter who was so close to their DS.
More than most, we knew it was coming. But I guess I didn't expect the house to be vacant so soon. Deep down in my heart, I don't think I ever let go of the thought that our kids would grow up two doors down from eachother. We even used to joke that our sensitive artsy girl would go through her "black phase" writing poetry in front of the Menil, and their blond buff boy would be the most popular football star. It all sounds so dumb to write that down, but I guess I am just now realizing how much I'm losing here.
For christmas, their son gave DD the a children's book with the lyrics from FOREVER YOUNG by Bob Dylan. Inside was a picture of them together and the note "I hope we are forever friends and we stay forever young." It makes me cry to think about it.
I recognize they are in the same city. But it won't be the same ever. I'm just so sad about friends who divorce. Its so devastating to everyone.
Thanks for listening if you made it this far.
XOXO
B
