Have you ever seen a movie where a man had an affair and years later the now teenage or adult children find out?
And you know what I’ve noticed the most about those movies?
The reaction of the grown children.
They are almost always mad at the mother that she took him back! They spend days, weeks or sometimes years hating the woman who cared for them while her husband waffled about which woman he loved. This same woman, who kept her pain secret for years in hopes of not only keeping her family in tact, but with a greater hope of thriving…is now hated by her own children.
Why aren’t they ever mad at the father for cheating? For potentially destroying their family?
I don’t understand.
But that’s my fear.
I don’t want my children to hate their father for the choices he made.
But, I don’t want to be hated for mine either.