Chosen Family #WotW

Hi everyone. Today, I’m joining in with Anne’s Word of the Week linky, as well as Natalie’s #WeekendCoffeeShare. My word of the week (or rather, phrase, as it usually is), is “chosen family”.

First, as I usually do when writing my weekend coffee shares, I’d like to write about the weather. Over the weekend, it was good: relatively warm and somewhat sunny too. I even sat in the sun for a bit on Sunday. However, most of this week brought cooler temperatures and rain. Today, the daytime high was 9°C. That’s considered normal for this time of year, which I honestly believe is crazy but oh well.

Now here’s why my phrase of the week is “chosen family”: several things this week made me realize my wife is more like family than my birth family. Yes, even now that we’re officially in the divorce process.

You see, we had our first meeting with the divorce mediator and financial advisor on Tuesday. I won’t go into detail as to what we’ve been discussing, but it looks like we’re both going to be okay and we’ll find a way together to make this work. We’ll have our next meeting on April 14.

On Saturday, I was at our house too. I got strange queries in Chrome so had run a full virus scan two weeks ago and it’d found a threat. I initially brushed it off, but finally told my best friend/wife. She was a bit stressed, because I had not paid attention to the full implications of this and for example changed my passwords. I didn’t know what the malware might’ve done, so went to our house on Saturday so that she could check it over. It looks like no actual damage was done, thankfully. In case I’ve mentioned the name of the recipe manager I used though (I’m pretty sure I touted it as the perfect app) and anyone’s installed it too: that was the source of the malware. No more Chrome extensions for me.

Today, my mother texted me to check on me. I, stupidly enough, called her. We’ve been in very limited contact for years now due to her attitudes towards my childhood trauma. After I got more of the same shit, among which comments insinuating that I should move closer to my family because my friendship with my best friend may not be forever, I had had enough. I don’t know yet what will happen in the long run, but for now I’m genuinely done with my family of origin. My best friend feels more like family than my parents do and yes, I’m aware that our friendship might dissolve over time. Then again, no relationship is forever.

12 thoughts on “Chosen Family #WotW

  1. I am glad things are going well with the divorce process. That is good that you will both be OK. It is always a worry when we use extensions off Chrome or download things and Malware comes with it. Eek!

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    1. Thanks for your kind comment. Re the malware, I’m still watching my official apps (bank, government-related stuff, etc.) and password manager like a hawk in case somehow the Trojan stole information that the criminal behind it isn’t using immediately.

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  2. Chosen family just hits differently sometimes. I learnt that after my son died recently – the people who showed up werent my family!

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  3. I’m glad you are still considering your wife your best friend. I don’t forgive my ex for what he did to us but he is always helpful when things go wrong, and I help him too. I’m sorry about the relationship with your mum. Mine wasn’t so good in the years before she died, but ended up on limited contact and a refusal to discuss what happened. (it’s complicated as neither of us actually did anything wrong to each other, but we took opposite sides on a very serious situation.) I think taking things slowly one step at a time is the best for you and things will work out how they are meant to be.

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    1. Thanks for your kind comment. I don’t know what your ex did to you. My wife and I didn’t do anything seriously hurtful to one another, at least not intentionally. I mean, I do know it hurt my wife when I moved into long-term care, but she does realize I really had no choice.

      Re my family of origin, both of my parents are truly emotionally immature people at the very least. So am I, but I chose not to repeat the cycle by being childfree. The worst for me is the fact that my mother doesn’t see her own mistakes even now that she’s no longer in a parenting role so she doesn’t need to fear being faced with child protective services.

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