My Ex Got Married

I walked into my Parent’s house heartbroken. I had just returned from Austin and discovered my Ex was married. He didn’t even tell me (he said he didn’t know how), but I saw the ring. His ring. 

The ex that I knew for over a year was now married to someone else and one of the first people I told was my Mother. She knew him. She liked him a lot and when I arrived at my childhood home, I went to my sister’s bedroom, sat on the bed and tried to watch tv. As I was sitting there my Mother shows up in the doorway (she did this alot) and asks if I’m ok. I was not. 

See my Ex was the person I thought I was going to marry. We were together for a year, we met each other’s families, we attended a wedding (although we broke up the night before) we bought my sister a graduation gift, and he watched me graduate college. Why wouldn’t we get married. We checked all the boxes, but life had other plans. 

When I told my Mother my Ex got married her entire face changed, her eyes got big. She knew I was devastated and she knew my heart was broken (for a second time) but she also knew I that I would be ok (and I was). 

During my time of turmoil my Mother was there to ask me the questions that needed to be asked and she was there to say what needed to be said. We talked (for a short amount of time) and then she left the room so I could be with my feelings.

She was my Mother after all and she knew me better than I knew myself. 

The hard and fast truth of this situation was the relationship between my Ex and I didn’t work because of me. Yep, me. I had a lot of maturing to do and eventually that’s what I did but I also had a lot to learn about marriage and my Mother helped me with that as well.