So, I’ve been waiting for the right time to tell my sons that I was married before I married their dad. I got married to my college sweetheart and after six years, the simple phrase I give when people ask is that “we grew apart”.
There is nothing simple about divorce. We were calm and cordial about it, but it wasn’t simple. There were no kids, but (you guessed it), it wasn’t simple.
I’ve been trepidacious about telling the boys, wanting to make sure they understood that that marriage was different than this one. I wanted to reassure them that we love each other and will be together for as long as we’re able.
The opportunity presented itself at dinner this week. The boys were talking about people being married and it was as if they were doing a segue for me to bring up the one in my past. I looked at my husband and he said, “It’s the right time.”
So, I spilled the nuptial beans and expected shock and questions and maybe some tears.
I got giggles from both and a “That’s weird.” from one. No questions, no worries, no concern. I really should have known better. Live and learn, forever and always.
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