Tania

If you have been a regular reader of my blogs, then you would see a consistent pattern in my stories. I have a love for my children that runs through my blood and I will always maintain that they are the only right thing that I have done in my life, all the other things that I have done for others is merely a by-product of knowing that my children are watching me to see how they should feel, think, and act when they are alone in the world. So it’s no shocker to me, but it might be to others that one my wedding day the first toast we gave was to my husband’s Godwife. Yes, I said it I handpicked a woman that I asked to marry him if I died and she was the first person we toasted at our wedding.

She Shines The Brightest

In any respect, you might be wondering why I had a Godwife. It’s simple, she was the only woman on the planet that I would trust to teach my kids what I wanted them to learn. This woman got through to my thick shell. She hugged me when I hated to be hugged, she told me all her most shameful secrets without blinking an eye, she listened to my sad stories and reminded me to get over myself when I wanted to be a victim, and she pointed to a random stranger and said that he was the man she was going to marry. She could read people better than anyone I ever met and sadly, she was a widow at a very young age and again she learned to find her own happiness.

Change Is a Part Of Life

I didn’t care who my nearly ex-husband moved on with because if I died he would eventually move on and I would become a memory. But when you are a child, no one can ever truly replace your Mom and Dad. At best, you can hope that someone will teach your child the things that you believe in, while bringing magic to their lives every day. And in a way that is what it feels like when you are divorced. You hope that your ex will find someone who will teach your children the things that you want them to learn. So in my family we have a lot of laughs about who that woman will be that will share my role and since I’m not dead, it’s a role that I don’t exactly need help. So here’s my perfectly planned introduction: “My name is Tania. Don’t take my kids for granted because they will teach you things you never dreamed possible. And between you and I, if it looks like a Mom or talks like a Mom, it’s not you. And finally, don’t ever mistake my kindness for weakness because if you ever hurt a single hair on any of their heads, you will see what I mean. So as long as we are clear on those particular boundaries, you should know that I will only warn you once about your role in their life” And of course, once I set the boundary I would go back to being my same charming self and offer to buy her coffee and help her calm her nerves. Any Mom that handpicks a Godwife on her wedding day, is the kind of Mom you don’t want to try to sit your ass in her nest without being invited.