Seeing divorce from the outside.
My best friend growing up came from divorced parents. It was funny. Her mom was my second mom. Even still I feel like she kind of put her own love life on hold for her children. It was like she didn’t want to ever go through another divorce, so she never put herself out there. Her dad on the other hand got married two more times. It always seemed like he was trying to make up for lost time when she was with him. He would buy us anything we wanted we we stayed with him for the weekend. It was weird, because even though I knew they both loved their kids, I could tell how they each acted differently.
