My 7 y/o is currently obsessed with James Bond. He gave up Star Wars at about the same time that George Lucas sold the galaxy to Disney. Coincidental? Perhaps. If you offer him something to drink, it is completely plausible that he will request a martini, shaken not stirred. It’s adorable. Well, to me it is because I’m his mom. Someone else might find it obnoxious or cheeky, but I’ve always had a soft spot for 007. And my children, of course.
Over the recent holidays, I did some reflecting on my own memories of the Christmas season and I thought about a family from my childhood who taught me what a blended family might look like. There was a mom and a dad and a daughter. And an ex-husband and the children shared by he and the mom. And the ex-husband’s son from his second marriage. And also the son from the Dad’s first marriage. The kids all referred to each as brother and sister and the relationships seemed pretty relaxed and fluid, kind of like a well mixed martini. They were Italian-American and Westchester Jewish, a combination which resulted in great food and wonderful traditions. I loved them and everything they taught me about family and love and backgammon, truly.
As a divorced parent*, I might one day find myself in a similar position. You know, blending children and families and friends with a partner. I’d like to think I can do it with as much tasteful grace. I know that none of those relationships was perfect, I mean what is?, but the central thread of children which wove them all together created an inspiring family fabric, a patchwork quilt that gave at least as much comfort as a familiar cocktail, I imagine. How about you? Do you have any experiences like this to share? Grab yourself a cocktail and share, why don’t you?
*I’m not a “single mom.” The boys very much have two parents.