Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label divorce. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 06, 2017

Marriage reflections

June 5 was my wedding day ages ago. It's pretty scary to think that if our marriage had worked and if he were still alive, we would have celebrated our 22nd anniversary.

I don't feel that old. Then again, I did get married at such a young age.

I like where I am at these days. I am content being in a solid, loving relationship with my guy. We don't need an official piece of paper stating that fact.

In a way, I am relieved that I am not married. As of late, several friends who got married are now divorced. Perhaps it is easier to not be committed legally and to love unconditionally instead.

Then again, I don't know what the right answer is. It's best to do what is right for you.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

A colleague going through a second divorce

I get along with most of my colleagues. Naturally, I don't get along with everyone. There is the odd one that ends up being negative towards me. I can't deal with that toxicity, but I still end up working with this person to get whatever work-related tasks completed.

In this post, I am focusing on a colleague whom I have known for several years. She started a year after I did. She has held a number of positions at the company, including technical support, quality assurance, and software development.

A few years ago, she got married. I spoke to both of them together and on separate occasions at work.

That marriage didn't work out. Both my guy and I were surprised that it didn't, because they seemed to be a good fit.

Her hometown is Istanbul. She is a Canadian citizen. Shortly after her divorce, she returned to Istanbul. A year later, she met a man, dated, and got married yet again. My guy and I were thrilled that she had found love and happiness again.

She and her husband moved back to Canada. A couple of months ago, we bumped into each other in the kitchen at the office. We caught up. Her locker is next to mine.

On Friday, I visited the women's washroom at work. I opened the door and she was there looking in the mirror. She said hi to me and I reciprocated. She confided in me that her second marriage has dissolved. I didn't do any probing. When she is comfortable about sharing such details with me, she will. I let her know that if she wanted to talk about anything, I was there for her. She seemed to appreciate it.

Being divorced, I get how hard it can be on multiple levels. I won't be able to comprehend going through it twice, but I know that it is never pleasant dissolving a marriage.