Thanks a bunch to those of you who have contributed to the iPod fund. You certainly aren't obligated to, but I sure do appreciate it. I was having second thoughts about how tacky it was to put up that donations page, but then I saw that I was almost 1/3 of the way there in one day. It can't be THAT tacky if it's so effective. You guys rock.
I was going to write a funny post about a business trip I took to Tampa a few years ago, as a forn of repayment for your generosity, but just now my mom called to let us know that she and my stepfather have officially split. She's moved into my grandmother's house, and he's moving to Michigan.
It's weird. I feel a sense of dislocation, similar to what I felt when my mom's siblings divorced their spouses, who had always been as much my aunts and uncles as the blood relatives were. But that was different because they all shared children, so I knew I'd be seeing all of the exes at every important event, not to mention the mall and the post office and everywhere else in our little town. This is different, because there's nothing to bind my mother and stepfather together except their mariage and a few tedious administrative details. I don't know if I'll ever see my stepfather again. I don't know if he'll ever see my aunts and uncles, who've been as siblings to him, or my cousins, who have always known him as Uncle G., again. I don't know if anyone's going to care.
They've been married for twenty years. I was in third grade, my sister in second. At their wedding, she locked herself in the bathroom and sobbed inconsolably the whole time. Things didn't get much better until we left home. But, after we did leave home, everything was peachy. He liked us as adults, he just never wanted children, his own or us. He only wanted my mom. Except apparently, things haven't been peachy, and we just didn't know because we've been here and they've been there.
Anyway, I think my mom will be happier in the long run. That's what's important. I'm just not sure how I'm supposed to be feeling. And I'm a little horrified to think of my mom dating again, and I'm a lot horrified to think of her being alone, while we are so far away. These last few years have been tough on my notion of my family and who they are and how they are, but this is the weirdest thing to happen yet. I've known is was coming for a while, but still.