It is supposed to be our 10 year history. David and I started out together. I was writing my first blog when he was learning how to build websites. Because David is the father of my grandson; I have always had this very special love for him. For the blog, we worked our way through several years of refining how to post pictures, how to save pictures and how to back up the articles I wrote. He installed a calendar so that I could track all of my grandchildren. Of course, David’s work was much more difficult than mine. He had to teach himself how to code in today’s ever-changing world.
Then last year, we had a misunderstanding. I said things, he said things. I did not realize how much David’s thinking had changed. We can’t agree on what is more important. That misunderstanding has cut us apart.
We are no longer doing this blog together, and I miss him. We are still a family: he is my grandson’s father. I did other things, to try to find peace.
I sent him cards and love notes, but nothing has helped. Even my daughter (who is NOT married to him) sides with him. She always sides against me, doesn’t she?
Families are so complicated. We love, we leave, we cry and we argue. We even reconcile, sometimes…
Now here I am, having my 10 year anniversary by myself. I would really rather that he would be here with me, celebrating ten years. I love you David and nothing will ever change that.
