A Sad Tale

Their wedding eleven years ago was a celebration of their being lucky enough to have found love again.  Exchanging rings, their families looking on and smiling, they promised,each to the other, to be together forever. 

Forever ended early yesterday morning when the husband and wife were torn apart by her daughter.  How my heart broke when I saw my aunt, tears in her eyes, trembling, her daughter triumphantly leading her mother out the door as my uncle watched from his seat on their couch.  This bride and groom helpless, hopeless, stripped of their power and dignity. 

It was never supposed to be this way of course.  It never is.

But the wife’s daughter slammed a lawsuit against her stepfather to seize control of her mother’s affairs and he, in his late 80’s, just became too rattled to continue fighting it and her.

So it will be that the two will live out the rest of their days eating meals at separate tables, in separate cities in separate homes,. 

“Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act. –Truman Capote

”The first half of our lives is ruined by our parents, and the second half by our children.” –Clarence Darrow