LOVE IN THE AFTERNOON AND EVENING

Love gone wrong isn’t funny. Relationship disasters are disasters. Although I have as good a sense of humor as anyone, even many years later, this stuff still hurts. There’s something bizarre and wildly inappropriate about being asked to tell a “funny relationship disaster story.”

Certainly none of mine were funny nor any of my friends whose lives were broken into pieces. Whose hearts never stopped aching for the losses.

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When relationships — especially marriages — go wrong and break, bodies litter the battlefield. If anyone is laughing, maybe it’s those divorce attorneys who take other peoples’ misery to the bank.

The children aren’t laughing. The men and women who find themselves with no partners when they expected to walk into the sunset holding hands … they aren’t laughing. I’ve hugged myself during the worst of times and held the hands of my good friends when they realized their worlds were gone, blown away leaving only darkness and dust.

Funny? Not.

31 thoughts on “LOVE IN THE AFTERNOON AND EVENING

  1. Very well expressed Marilyn, when I saw the prompt I just told myself there is no need trying to respond to it because all I can think of is the heart my own relationships have ended in heartbreak.
    Marriage breakups can only leave you grieving of all you have lost I am not laughing because even if I manage to achieve something significant there is no-one special to appreciate me as a person. Thank you Marilyn your post has really strike a chord with me.

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    • I have a number of friends and family coping with break ups right now and they are tortured souls. This isn’t a funny subject for most of us and it strikes me as incredibly insensitive to great it as a joke. But hey, what do I know, right?

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      • Believe me Marilyn what you have shared has meant a lot to many people.You have shared it with a lot of sensitivity. I for one was able to identify with your post as I know what is to go through a marriage break up. You know a lot and are very wise.

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        • Thank you. I don’t know about wise, but I’ve been tossed around by life a lot and I have the scars and bruises to show for it. I don’t believe in simple answers to complicated questions and I’m pretty cynical and/or skeptical. I guess it shows.

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  2. I married young, stayed married and I am watching “lost love” only from the side lines when friends or family broke up.

    The kids are always the ones paying the price. If they stay together, because then they fight all the time and if they split up. There is no win in a situation like that.

    I said once to a friend that I wish every couple would wait at least 3 years before they start a family. I almost got tarred and feathered back then.

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    • I waited four years. But 10 years later, the marriage ended anyway … not ugly, but sadly. I grew up, one of the dangers of marrying at 18. What you want and need at 18 is usually not what you want or need at 30. By the time Garry and I got together, we were very clear on what we wanted and expected and even if it wasn’t always easy, at least we both knew where we stood … and we both were disinclined to give up without a hell of a fight.

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  3. Thanks for writing this. I looked at what I wrote last year and I couldn’t make any sense of it, but a reader did. Apparently I wrote about my disappointment with the Daily Prompt as if it were a love affair.

    I agree with you. Even though I should probably always have been single, I haven’t always been single. And as happy as I am being single, there’s a part of me that feels some shades of melancholy over the fact that I “never got it right.” As for the way my relationships ended? There’s nothing funny about any of those conclusions. They were all horrific.

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  4. I was the second wife of Mr. Swiss, he was already divorced for some time before we married and also had custody of his two children from the first marriage, so go figure. Anyhow we met in April, got together in December and married in February and in September I had three children (No. 3 being mine) and this was 48 years ago, so where there is a will there is a way. We have had our ups and downs, but who hasn’t and now we are two golden oldies and life is fine. I did not want to write about catastrophes on this prompt, because as you say there is too much litter on the way.

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