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My personal experience with divorce began at the age of three. The three year old mind, as I’ve learned, is a fascinating thing. It is designed to accept new information, as opposed to the adult mind, which seems to reject information until it is proven true. As it is still growing and shaping, the young mind can be easily swayed by simple logic. When you teach a three year old a new word, it’s as if it’s just been created. As if it did not exist before this moment; and for that small moment, that word is the only thing that matters. As one would imagine, explaining the word divorce to a toddler could be a somewhat daunting task. I don’t remember being told, but I imagine what it must have been like for my parents to tell me they weren’t going to live together anymore. I assume it went something like this: “Molly, could you come here for a minute?” my mom. I imagine I was an obedient …show more content…
I mean, I’ve wondered and pondered it, but I’ve never questioned whether or not it was necessary or if there was a way it could have been avoided. I’ve accepted it as a piece of my life. A stepping stone into a place that I am happy and grateful to be; the present. My attitude to life exists because of the divorce.
Divorce is the kind of word that makes most people uncomfortable. When I tell others that my parents are divorced, that they have been for the majority of my life, in most cases they seem to squirm for a minute. I can see it on their faces that they don’t know exactly how to proceed. Usually it ends with an, “oh, honey, I’m so sorry.”
I wonder sometimes why we apologize for things that we have nothing to do with. It causes the word “sorry” to become overused, and therefore, to mean less. It’s like when you repeat a word over and over; eventually it sounds foreign, nearly incomprehensible, as if it no longer holds the same meaning. Deciphering a sincere apology from a polite one becomes nearly
My personal experience with divorce began at the age of three. The three year old mind, as I’ve learned, is a fascinating thing. It is designed to accept new information, as opposed to the adult mind, which seems to reject information until it is proven true. As it is still growing and shaping, the young mind can be easily swayed by simple logic. When you teach a three year old a new word, it’s as if it’s just been created. As if it did not exist before this moment; and for that small moment, that word is the only thing that matters. As one would imagine, explaining the word divorce to a toddler could be a somewhat daunting task. I don’t remember being told, but I imagine what it must have been like for my parents to tell me they weren’t going to live together anymore. I assume it went something like this: “Molly, could you come here for a minute?” my mom. I imagine I was an obedient …show more content…
I mean, I’ve wondered and pondered it, but I’ve never questioned whether or not it was necessary or if there was a way it could have been avoided. I’ve accepted it as a piece of my life. A stepping stone into a place that I am happy and grateful to be; the present. My attitude to life exists because of the divorce.
Divorce is the kind of word that makes most people uncomfortable. When I tell others that my parents are divorced, that they have been for the majority of my life, in most cases they seem to squirm for a minute. I can see it on their faces that they don’t know exactly how to proceed. Usually it ends with an, “oh, honey, I’m so sorry.”
I wonder sometimes why we apologize for things that we have nothing to do with. It causes the word “sorry” to become overused, and therefore, to mean less. It’s like when you repeat a word over and over; eventually it sounds foreign, nearly incomprehensible, as if it no longer holds the same meaning. Deciphering a sincere apology from a polite one becomes nearly