My Grandfather is getting married June 10th. Why am I posting about this...you might ask? You see, my Grandfather, Pappy as I call him, was married to my Grandmother(Granny) for 55 years at the time of her death. 6 months later, and out of the blue...he got remarried. To me, it was such a dishonor to my grandmother that I think I have never truely gotten over it. I skipped the wedding. In all honesty, I wasnt even close to getting over her death and I struggled like crazy to understand how my Pappy could just pick up and move on after sharing so many years with my fathers mother, a woman like no other. I remember her so vividly...her voice, the way she would laugh, that strange glint she would get in her eyes when she was getting mad...it doesnt even seem like any time has passed. As I sit here and type...i realize alot of time has. 10 years to be exact. About 6 months ago his 2nd wife Edna passed away. I went to the funeral out of familial obligation and for my Grandfather(whom I have had a hard time calling "Pappy" since all of this transpired, because MY Pappy wouldnt have done this...not to Granny, not to my family and most certainly not to me). After the funeral we all went back to my Aunt and Uncles lake house. There were a few cracks and bets made on how long it would take my grandfather to remarry...all those old ladies in the Senior Center think he is SUCH a catch!
Today I got that call. If it wasnt so disturbing, I probably would have laughed. I mean, I just don't understand. What possesses people to just jump frm one relationship to another??
Im the complete oposite of this. And when I say "complete" I mean "COMPLETE".
It all started in 1987 when I took my wedding vows on a chilly December day. December 19th to be exact.
I married a man that I was deeply in love with. A man I thought I would spend my life with. My family loved him, my friends loved him...but most of all I loved him. 12 years later I left him. Things happen, people grow(and not always in the same direction, mind you) things got ugly, and this person that I loved with all of my heart ended up being the person who has hurt me most in my life. When it comes to relationships and love, I am VERY guarded. Something that as I get older, I am trying to change. I guess I have a deep seeded fear of being hurt. Something I am just comming to terms with. It took me almost 2 1/2 years to venture back out into the relationship world after my divorce and when that ended, I was single for about another 2 years before I got involved. That lasted between a year and two(withsome fuzzy time in there of "not knowing" what was going on) This October I will have been single for three years. As I sit and contemplate #1.how difficult it really is to find someone that you just click with on every level. And #2, am I the only one that thinks that way? So many people married, divorced and remarried before the ink is even dry on the dotted line. Am I a rarity...a freak, or just plain wierd?

hmmmm, the things that swirl around in my head.