The axe has fallen and the blade is sharp,
It slices through the wooden block with ease.
I wish that I could wrap my arms around it
And hold together those two pieces.
But the axe is harsh and does not care,
About my feelings and my sentimental wishes.
The axe, it cares about the bottom dollar,
It cares about an even split,
A “fair” divide between the two opposing sides.
It’s never quite that simple though,
To cut straight through those rings of time,
Without a wrenching of the heart.
It hurts as though it’s I who takes the blow.
And there is nowt that I can do,
Bar watch the gleaming blade come down
And hope that from the mess that’s made,
Something new can grow and bloom.
I’ve been unfortunate enough to be divorced. I git married really young and in a hurry and it all ended badly before I turned twenty two. When I went through my divorce we had only been together for a short time and we had no house or savings, so the divorce was mainly just paperwork. However, now my parents are getting divorced and I am seeing a whole new side to the process.
My parents have been together since the 1980’s and they own a house. I’m a grown up now so I really shouldn’t have much to do with this but I want to support my dad so I went along to his meeting with the solicitor today. And it was horrible.
I just think about all that they have built together and it is getting trashed and I could see the sadness written all over my dad’s face. It was heartbreaking. And I know that I shouldn’t expect inheritance but I’m so sad that the house I grew up in is going to be sold and have somebody else living in it.
The solicitor was excellent but she spoke of the divorce entirely in monetary and legal terms and it all felt so clinical. I wanted to pipe up in the middle of the meeting and say that I didn’t want it to happen and that the house contains so many memories that I don’t want it sold. But that’s not the way the world works and so I had to just sit quietly and watch my history melt away over the course of an hour.
If any of my readers are going through a family breakdown, I hear you. I’m not even involved in this one but it probably hurts even more than my own divorce. Stay strong and keep hold of your dignity. It’s really tempting to lash out but you will feel good for only a short while. Bite your tongue and just practice some self love. I know it’s hard but we can all do it together.
If you are having any family issues you can get advice from the Relate website.