I don’t often want to be the bigger person. But in the interest of my grandparents and my children, I swallowed my pride and asked my ex husband to come and see my grandparents. Not riding together, I am not that into humility.
He came and visited them and well, lets just say that I stand firmly on my decision to divorce.
He met my oldest daughter’s boyfriend so that turned out to be a dick measuring contest on steroids. He also decided that it was a good time to share about his online dating relationships that still include a chic from China and now a 21 year old from Russia. Dead. Serious.
My grandmother asked me point blank if I would consider reconciling with him. My response was a glare of 100% disgust. Absolutely- NOT.
My family hadn’t seen him since the divorce so of course it was awkward. They really did try to be cordial but it was written on their faces. If I wasn’t afraid that my Grandfather was on his deathbed, I certainly would not have asked.
He does get a few points for making the trip though. He certainly could have said FU and went on with his life.
I have no regrets. Even though that whole thing sucked.
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