the nitty gritty

how difficult the happy times of life can be.  my son has a senior night tomorrow night.  he and his sister also have a band night.  he chose senior night.  and i was going.  i've raised the boy.  i've pushed, i've loved, i've listened, i've advised, i've been his parent.  a parent.  not a hang out person.   not a "when it's convenient".  but....he is in a tough place today.  i saw it in his eyes.  his friend had told him that i would probably go with her brother and his sister to the band banquet.  this would free up senior night so that he wouldn't be between his mom and dad.  sigh.  i didn't know that she had told him so.  i found out in the car as he got out at sunday school.  and now....i guess i'll do the right thing.  i will reduce his stress.  it aches, but it will be ok.
that's the nitty gritty of a relationship broken. and the thing is that i wouldn't have liked being there with my ex when we were married.
it will all be ok.  all i care about is that i make this ok for my son.  somehow.