Sorry, one more thought for the day. Apparently, I'm not welcome for Thanksgiving at the Remix household. Not by the Remix herself, of course. Her dad still has it in for me, or for her, or for anyone she's dating--whatever the case, he's afraid I'll upset the social dynamic of the event. He's right, maybe. I'd be the only person there who cares about his daughter enough to consider what she wants, the only person there who would see how his stubbornness still hurts, the only person there who's willing to love the Remix on her terms. I'd be the first boyfriend who remembers what he was, the ways he hurt the one person I would fight to protect. I was there. I was there when he wasn't, and I suspect that's the one thing he could hold against me. That and the fact that my last name has a rolling R and my family eats Thanksgiving dinner with tortillas instead of dinner rolls.
It hurts her, I know. It hurts that my parents both welcome and want her there, not just because she's my re-girlfriend, but because she's fun, and smart, and nice to have around. Familial obligations mean something in my family, possibly because they never feel like obligations at all.
I would still go. If the new lady of the house will have me, I'll gladly sit in, put on my most charming demeanor and enjoy my reconstituted mashed potatoes with the rest of the family. He doesn't have to like me. He doesn't even have to look at me. But I'm not going anywhere, chief. I'm going to be around next thanksgiving, and the one after that, and so on ad infinitum. We'll have to sit in the same room, eventually. For her sake, for his wife's sake, I hope he learns to swallow his pride and play along. He's done enough damage, here. It's never too late to man up. I just hope he learns it soon.
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I've got my fingers crossed for you two, that this family thing you guys have to deal with will work out for you. It totally sucks when there's unmentionable tension on your plates for the holidays, I know. Just bear in mind that the problem is his, not yours, and that if you can help him, you should, but if you can't, don't let it affect your relationship with your Remix. Hope the unlooked for advice doesn't bother you :)
My friend, in my humble experience, most of the best advice is of the unsolicited variety. I've got my fingers crossed for us, too, and I'm certainly not going to let any little family/holiday tension ruin it for me. (And for more on that, wait for the next update, sometime tomorrow....)
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