Once upon a time a long, long time ago when I was on a road trip with our kids who were mere babies, I met an older woman bobbing around in a motel swimming pool with her grandchildren. Also bobbing around was the blonde, good-looking mother of said grandchildren. She and the grandmother treated one another affectionately so I assumed they were mother and daughter.
But wait! They weren't!
In fact, they were ex's. Ex-DIL. Ex-MIL.
"You know," the grandmother said to me, "when my son and his wife divorced, I decided to stay on good terms with her so we could all enjoy the children together."
Or something to that effect. I didn't have a tape recorder in the swimming pool with me that day. But I've never forgotten the sight of her with grandchildren draped around her sun-browned neck.
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Thank you for this example, and reminding me to love others, even in difficult circumstances. There are rewards.
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