Last Train to Splitsville

These posts are related to the end of my 35 year marriage to Rita (Cooper) Cusack. I am not the first or the last guy to have his heart broken by the experience of love lost, but that does not change much when you are in the middle of this type thing.

Everything feels tentative, and there ARE many unknowns on the part of us both. One thing I know to avoid is speculation on "What if". W.I. this, W.I, that...
Let me make it through this day, and not do anything too stupid... that's good enough.

Being around Son has given me strength. Hearing the problems he has to cope with (many are huge) I think "my challenges are pretty straight forward" I just got to get down and tackle them.

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UPDATE

Years later I look back at how some close to me seemed to admire the resilient way I came through the breakup. Here is the secret: (put your face closer to the display)

"Moving forward" is kind of my super power. I haven't forgotten the past, I just don't pull it along with me. The windshield is large, the rearview mirror is small. There is a reason for that. Set aside 10% of your energy to honor the past, 90% to take on the future.  

What's That Sound?

I have always thought of long term marriage like a tall tree. Funny, I never thought of new ones like a sapling, but that works too. The comparison comes to mind when you hear of one ending... it's like a large tree just went over, and whatever the reason, there has to be some sadness.

I recently found out about a divorce in my family, we thought of the long partnership as strong and solid. After losing track of them for about a year, then getting back in touch, it appears a great deal of muddy water 'done past under that bridge. In fact, their whole family is in shambles.

The grief around that is, family is the thing you want to protect, not risk. The things we do (or don't do) effect people close to you for generations.

Sorry about that.

Having experience with Mid-Age Crazy (and thus knowledge of what it can do), I hold no judgement on anyone. Just sadness.