ooh dear mines be gone 3 years and there is not a day that goes by that I do miss him, he pops up on facebook ,that is enough "contact" for me...
At least he's honest? I like mine in small doses, but living elsewhere suits me just fine. Same for ex-wife without the "liking in small doses" bit. Same for anyone I'm couped up with for too long. It's not actually natural behaviour, hats off to those that manage it and really remain friends rather than going through the motions to avoid facing the painfull truth.
Just had a message from my youngest on what's app and I quote " we're in Italy " well thanks for telling me
There old enough to get their own dinner so I don't think that a cold dinner would be a cause for concern.Now if I had a lottery win that might prompt some movement
There is a family around the corner from me. I know them well and they are nice folks. The parents are in their late fifties/ early sixties and they have two daughters in their late twenties. The daughters have never left home and now they are living at the hotel of mum and dad with their live in boy friends. Daughters and their boyfriends do bugger all, mum still does all the housework, cooking, shopping, ironing and the rest. Must be mad. Not doing their kids any favours, they are not growing up in the real world. Their mum is a nice lady but she always looks knackered and moans to me about the lack of privacy and peace and quiet. Is this the modern way? Maybe I am old fashioned but when my kids left home I felt proud I had done my bit and they were standing on their own feet and living their own lives. These days parents seem to do far too much for their kids and the kids don't learn or stretch themselves and don't let them play in case they hurt themselves.
Parents are better from a distance. Love 'em, but... Pretty sure my dad feels the same, when I told him I was getting divorced, despite having permanently left almost 40 years ago, the first words he uttered were not "sorry to hear that", they were "You're not moving back here".
I had a kabab with my son last night in la Rochelle ,tbh I could'nt eat it all ,he said "he" payed 2 euro and get twice the meat ,my kid street wise... Sitting on the dockside munching away , I felt the conversation although free flowing lacking that bit of substance (ie what is he going to do after uni etc),but driving home to his apartement he said looking round the T25 , "I could live in this"... Probably the first time he has any interest in any vehicle ,there is hope still...
I have 3 kids under 9 - 2 girls who are nearly 4, 7 and the boy who is nearly 9. No matter if it's going away in the van, coming down from attic (I work from home) for dinner or trying to exist as a family of 5 at the weekends it takes us all a while to get into some sort of rhythm and start to enjoy each others company. The eldest boy REALLY pushes my buttons and seems to think he is a 3rd adult in the house most times but despite the hard times I think the positives outweigh the negatives - just
I have no words of wisdom - I have a 8 year old girl that I love dearly but has me regularly in rage with her selfish deva attitude. My garage is the last bastion of manly serenity. Hopefully they grow out of it. From one Dad to another good luck.