Ambulance Passengers

Life is full of tons of different roles. Some of us are dads, bakers, firefighters, movie makers, sisters, brothers, magicians or anthropologists. I have learned that my most favorite role is being an aunt. I love the little people my siblings have supplied this world with. Their sideways glances, delicate yet grimy little hands, hysterical giggles with the threat of tickles and of course their declarations of love. I have seen my little nieces and nephews through lots of ages and tricky moments but I must admit the hardest moment was experienced this past week. My amazingly patient and loving brother is going through a divorce because his wife made the decision to fall for a high school kid, yeah you read that right a grown ass woman likes a kid who plays high school football. I know it sounds like something from a Lifetime movie. Watching my two little nephews struggle with their new reality that their Daddy will no longer read them books at night and tuck them in each night has been quite distressing. My brother loves being a Dad and he is actually really good at it but sometimes divorce happens, actually 50% of marriages turn into this. There really is not justice for these situations. He doesn't magically have all the custody because he was not committing adultery and that's just how the cookie crumbles.  In time this divorce will be in the past and life will have new triumphs and challenges but for now my heart aches. I wish I could fix the situation but sometimes in life we have to be passengers in the ambulance of pain who can offer kind remarks and lift with optimism but ultimately have to watch a lot of suffering.