Dating with Kids IV: Pause and Reflect
So since my last blazing failure at relationship-ness, I've been doing some serious reflecting (as anyone should after a break up to assess what really went wrong). I keep finding myself looking at how this past episode affected my kids more than it did me. This isn't my first rodeo, and I do nothing but fall to get back up. I'll get more into the story later, but I allowed #193 to be a big part of my life. Alter it a little if you will. I did what I thought I was supposed to do in a relationship. #193 knew that my kids and I came as a package deal. Our relationship wasn't going to be "just between us". I was ready for something long term--something permanent. So when #193 left, he not only left me, but my kids as well. This was what I was most afraid of when I got into the relationship: it ending. But it did. Now my daughter took it with a grain of salt. She is so much like me that I'm actually afraid for the world when she grows up. She's ...