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elderolddog
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Date: November 06, 2017 11:03PM
what you're describing was the way it played out for me.
I've 'bragged' that when I first went through the temple, I came out knowing that the mormon church was not being led by men in contact with ghawd. But since I'd been guided by the church since I was about nine years old, and had placed my trust in some really great human beings, I just continued on the same path I'd been following. Back in the 60s, the phrase, "mormonism is a great place to raise a family" really had resonance.
So I was a mormon-atheist. It made going on a mission a whole lot easier!
So back from my mission, and at the Y it only took a few dates before I found someone to go steady with. That's the mormon way, right? I had my first date with her in late October and by the time X-mess break rolled around, she invited me to visit her in Los Angeles. So after X-mess, I toddled down from Las Vegas and met the parents. They took us to Disneyland.
We were sitting in her parents' kitchen, chatting, and suddenly I heard her say (I don't remember the exact words, nor the exact question or comment she was responding to) "we're getting married." And we did, that following May 30, the day after the last day of school, in the St. George temple. It was only my third time through the temple and it was as convincing as ever that there was zero influence from anything divine.
Fast forward three kids and seven years later and there was no way I could stay married and remain sane. So we divorced. Her parents had moved to Texas and she took off with the three kids, after a CA court awarded her child support. I could have fought removal of the kids from CA, but didn't. I saw them every summer, sometimes going there for a week and sometimes they came and stayed a month. I never missed a support payment and even sent her the money for the months I had the kids, because I agreed with her that she still had the same basic expenses for the month, even with them gone.
By the time the middle girl reached junior high, she wanted to live with me, so I got her for five years of school. The youngest, a boy, became a golf fanatic and I had him for the entire summer his last three years in high school. Their mom tried to get them to believe, but they never did, and maybe my example influenced them, but I never preached against the church. Even the oldest girl, TBM then and TBM now, seemed to enjoy staying with me for the summers. After her senior year she worked for me until the start of school at the Y.
Now the kids are all in their 40s, I'm tight with the two youngest, who live in CO and UT. The oldest seems to like me okay, but its obvious she doesn't want me influencing her kids with my atheist ways, so we'll visit briefly (dinners) when they're visiting Disneyland, which apparently has become a church ordinance, but I am not allowed to be alone with them. Makes me sound like a pedophile, huh?
I have to be fair and compliment my temple bride (we're still sealed!!) for not trashing me with the kids when they were little. I hope your ex does the same for you. If they get to know the genuine you, they'll adapt to it, and if you love them, they'll know it. As they age, they'll ask questions, of you, of others and of themselves, and they'll use the answers to formulate their philosophies for getting along in life. Especially in this day and age, the church may not be a factor in their lives.
Like you, they want to be happy, and they'll work with what they're given to make that happen. If you're a factor in their lives and you contribute to that, then they'll keep you around. Dads are important to kids and they'll be watching, and judging you as you play your role in their lives. They'll always want more, but they are very likely to be happy with what they can get.
And don't try to buy their love. They may like that you spend money on them, but it's how much effort you put into the time you're with them or talking to them that counts.
As for the 'alone' part, man, that sucked donkey balls!! It wasn't hard to find females to take up my lonely time, but at least for me, that wasn't the answer. I learned to enjoy being alone, to not blindly run somewhere to avoid having no one to talk to. Maybe it's not a necessity, but I believe that if you're not happy when you're by yourself, it's going to be harder to be happy when you're with someone else. I know I'm not expressing this as well as I'd like to...
How about this: I think people can tell if you like yourself. And if you can't stomach being alone with yourself, it's not much of a stretch to figure that people are going to eventually figure that out and decide that if you don't like you, why should they?
Fathers divorcing their wives and giving up custody are not popular figures in pretty much any segment of society, but shit happens and the days and years pass and suddenly you take stock and realize that it all seems to have worked out. I hope it works out for you.