You know, I'm really proud of my parents though even if they weren't great when it mattered, while we grew up. They did the best they knew how back then so it's OK. We all turned out OK and have happy families of our own today.
They have lived through cheating on one another, alcohol abuse, physical abuse, seperation (when i was 15....I was so wishing for them to get a divorce then and they didn't....big disapointmanet at that time of my life), they were selfish (especially my mother), etc... and still married today. as a matter of fact, they just had their 41st anniversary in august of this year. They've been to marriage counceling (which did diddly squat). What brought them back to reality was quitting the drinking. I also made myself absent for a long period of time. Especially where my mom was concerned. I'd talk and see my dad regularly, but not my mom. Took longer to forgive her.
They have proven to me that love can concer all. Were they happy when I was growing up? of course not, how could they be with abuse in their lives but they are now. I'm happy that they never gave up on eachother. I'm happy that they finally remembered the reasons about eachother why they fell in love in the first place. I wouldn't trade them in for anything now. I'm really close to my dad and getting closer to my mom everyday.
I am the oldest in the family. My other 2 brothers haven't gone as far in the forgiving and forgetting department as i have yet. they will someday. My youngest brother (I have 3 younger brothers) had a great childhood so he was never affected. Lucky for him
