Interesting tidbit: a divorced woman I casually know, who -- on the surface -- would not seem to have much going for her, was ardently pursued by a decent-enough divorced dad of two. There's nothing really wrong with this gal, but not much right, either, to my way of thinking. She's not too bright, totally uninformed with regard to what's happening in the world, no real talent to speak of and hasn't held a job in about 20 years. She is, however, a loving parent. Not necessarily a good parent, but a loving parent.
And I guess that's enough for some guys who are so overwhelmed by solo parenting that they'll glom onto any convenient nurturer to care for their kids.
I try not to be too judgemental -- hey, if it works for them, why should I care? Maybe it's better for the kids to at least have one adult in the house who theoretically knows how to nurture. But really? Is it?
Should a home-cooked meal outweigh the value of real love? How do you build a family if you're not in it for the deeper stuff, but primarily to be sure there's a body at the house when the kids get home? What kind of relationship is that modelling for the kids?
I understand that companionship alone fills a lot of needs for adult singles. But when you bring kids into the picture, should there be a higher standard?
Pondering this one, so until next time, choose happy.
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