I was raised in a nuclear family. Both parents are immigrants, father came to this country in the late 60's with $20 in his pocket and has been a highly accomplished model-American citizen ever since. For the first 20 years, we were the typical middle-upper class family: 2 parents, 2 children, suburban house, mercedes benz in the garage, good schools, vacations, parties, etc. Once me and my sister entered adulthood, I remember things really started to fall apart between my parents. I recall as a little kid seeing my parents occasionally fight and my mother refused to feed me and I would go to bed hungry, but that didnt bother me as much as seeing my father take the hit. My mother was very angry, and I never understood why. She came from a shitty family, and my father gave her a lifestyle she could only dream of. He did he best to keep things together for the sake of the family, but since the kids were grown up, I kept encouraging him to cut ties for his sake. My mother would move out on a dime to luxury apartments in surrounding towns, then come home and leave when she wanted. The fighting would turn bad when she smashed plates on the ground, and even scratched his face, leading to a small DV charge.
I never asked who filed first, but the divorce was BRUTAL. I heard words from my mother such as "I'll crush him". I mean, WTF. I'll never forget those words. Take your millions of dollars and get the f*** out. She was fighting hard for properties that were rightfully my fathers (fortunately, she only got those that were non-sentimental). I have an mp3 audio file of the court proceedings, and my mother outright LIED about half the things she answered on questioning. It's unbelievable that my father is still standing after the hit he took.
Ever since, I've dedicated my life towards my father. The wife is out of the picture, the daughter is too self-centered to care, the relatives all dead, the in-laws are my mothers side. I'm all that's left.
Now, my father is continuing to work full time and has a younger girlfriend/caretaker which helps his personal/social life (and I'm keeping a close eye on her, but so far so good). He deserves to be spoiled rotten after all he's gone through in his life. My mother lives in luxury in Boston and runs an art gallery. I tried not to take sides since I'm supposedly neutral, but her inappropriate behavior towards me and my sister left me no choice but to gradually distance myself from her.
I haven't spoken to her in 3 years. When her divorce money runs out (and it will), I won't be found anywhere.
A wise man learns from his own mistakes. A wiser man learns from the mistakes of others. How could my father have prevented this? He wasn't perfect, but he did the absolute best he could and still...
People change. The original reason for marrying may not be applicable 20 years down the line. I'm grateful for my upbringing. I would love to raise children, but I would never do so out of wedlock. Marriage, on the basis of romance, seems like a wonderful thing, but love/romance only lasts so long. Unless there is rock-solid foundation (beyond love/family) to ensure a tight knot between two individuals, then I don't see how it can last forever.