New Construction Zone

A house was built on a rocky foundation. There were ingredients missing from the inside of the concrete, but the blueprints were so pretty that the imperfections were ignored. As time went on, the house began to shift. The homeowners noticed, but did not do anything to remedy the situation.

Soon, the homeowners got accustomed to the home and its uneven floors and cracked walls because the outside of the house was picture perfect. They then planted a small garden from which one long stemmed rose bloomed.

As things within the walls of the house grew increasingly worse, that rose continued to blossom. The house was ignored, but the rose continued to be watered and cultivated.

So is the story of my marriage. From the outside, we were perfect. The wedding was grand and beautiful. But, behind closed doors, problems had gone unaddressed and eventually I got too tired to bother fixing them.

But Son. He is the shining spot in this dim situation. He is the primary concern. Although the foundation has crumbled and the structure has fallen, the rose is worth all efforts to save. As the inhabitants of this broken structure regroup and relocate, we must remember that he is what matters.

Today, we took the first step. Communication was not poured in with foundation as it was set, but today it was implemented. I realized that baby mama drama didn't have to be a factor in moving forward as long as Son is kept as the primary topic. Although I was not the poster child of a successful marriage, I am confident that I can be a good role model in stress-free co-parenting.

Update 1-8-2019...nope, that stress-free co-parenting thing flopped, though I tried.