The death of a parent can unearth some long-held family secrets, or at the very least untangle confusing family stories. My siblings' mother, whom I'll call 'B.', recently died. In the weeks leading up to her death, she sought to unburden her conscience. Esophageal issues meant that she had had a hard time articulating herself, but managed to share with my brother that she'd been 'too immature' in her marriage to our father. Given that she was only 19 and dad just 21 when they married, that tracks. My brother thought that what she was trying to say was that she'd been unfaithful. I didn't believe it. When would a young mother with two, small children to mind have time to cheat? It turns out that I was being naive.
In speaking with my mother recently, our father's second wife & the woman who raised my siblings, I shared with her how things have been going for my siblings since their mom's death. I mentioned what my brother had speculated re: marital infidelity. Mom said, 'Oh, yes, your father told me that B. had run off with a married man who had also had children.'
So B. hadn't been ready for marriage and she wanted to have fun. I can't blame a young person for wanting to have a good time. I can also understand how many women of that generation felt like the only way of getting out from under the thumb of controlling parents (in her case, an overbearing father) was through marriage. It's certainly too bad that B. couldn't have sowed her oats prior to having children. But of course, the expectation, too, at that time was that women were to marry, then in fairly short order become mothers. This would seem to have been especially true in the working-class world of their youth.
Even thought the affair didn't last, dad sought out divorce. My siblings' mother was awarded custody of the children, not an uncommon judgement in the mid-1960s. Sadly, not only was B.'too immature' for marriage, but she was also not ready to be a parent, let alone a single one. This fact led to some unfortunate occurrences which showed B. in a very unfavorable light and dad was able to successfully petition the court for child custody.
Growing up, we three kids knew the story of how dad 'got the kids'. What we didn't know until recently was why his first marriage dissolved. Did my sibs never ask? I certainly didn't as it was not any of my business. I'm sure in trying to build an adult relationship with their mother over these past nearly 40 years, they probably felt like they didn't want to 'rock the boat' by asking about painful subjects tucked away. The waters certainly would have become choppy had they done so, and I would imagine that my siblings could not risk destabilizing an already delicate relationship.
Family (and I include my own) is too often a largely uncharted minefield.
ReplyDeleteTruly, truly.
DeleteI am going to re-read this tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteHopefully, it reads less jumbled tomorrow. Were I a better writer...!
DeleteFortunate for them your siblings made the best landing.
ReplyDeleteThey did all right. My brother has fared better than my sister, I'd say. Their mother convalesced with them during the last week of her life. I think that that have must brought B. some degree of comfort at the end.
DeleteIt sounds like a complicated family but I think most family dynamics are.
ReplyDeleteI think so, too, Susan. I had a therapist call my family 'unusual', but aren't they all, to some degree, unusual?
DeleteSo your mom was the 2nd wife? Is that what I'm reading?
ReplyDeleteYes, that's correct. And then there was a third & she super sucks.
Delete"Fractured family" is so apt a description. The optimistically named "blended family" so seldom is the reality. There's usually a fault line somewhere in a family, especially when there's divorce.
ReplyDeleteIt's interesting that secrets are held from kids, understandably because kids shouldn't get swept up in the world of the adults, but so often, once the kids are adults themselves, the time never seems right to let them in on the past and if it comes out, it's often in anger or on a deathbed.
20 is way too young for most people to get married, in my opinion, so 'B' thinking herself immature is rather sad. She was no different to so many others, obliged by society to take on the responsibilities and roles she wasn't yet fit to do. Not too many palatable alternatives, though. Stay faithful, married and unhappy, or leave and be ultimately guilty and unhappy in a different way? And either way, which is best for any kids? There's never a tidy ending to these stories.
So true. I think what stung as well was to learn that she'd had really no support around childrearing post divorce. Her parents, though near by, seem to have been hands-off. Friends would appear to have been scant as well.
DeleteIn my experience, most nuclear and extended families have closets simply chock full of skeletons. CHOCK FULL!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment in German on my post today. I'm pleased to say I understood it without difficulty!
Filled to the rim, even!!
DeleteI knew you'd know what Einhörner were! Fun post, btw.
We are brought up expecting things to be perfect, taught that Things Like That didn't happen in the past.
ReplyDeleteOf course they did. Humans are human, and sadly don't always treat each other well. The consequences are a tangled web
Knowing what I know now, I think it really too bad that B. hadn't had the support she needed to be a better parent. I hope that her having her children around her at the end of her life made her feel comforted.
DeleteKeeping secrets in families can take a toll. Often said being done to keep from hurting others. Unfortunately, many times the truth emerging unexpectedly can do more harm than if voluntarily revealed in a selected time. You’re so right about attitudes toward how women were expected to be into the early sixties.
ReplyDeleteYes, it can take a toll. It's also interesting how our minds simply fill in the gaps of a semi-secret circumstance. Most of what I thought about my sibs' early lives wasn't true. I hope that in knowing the truth themselves, my siblings are able to have a bit of closure.
ReplyDeleteWow. That is quite the death bed confession. Hopefully it gives you siblings some closure. I was hoping for that when my biological dad passed but he was too high on morphine to help deal with his pain that I couldn't understand a word he said.
ReplyDeleteYes, I hope it puts some of the pieces of their early childhood together. The experience with your father--his trying to speak, but it not being understood--that sounds rough.
DeleteI am old enough to remember the 50s and 60s and how difficult it was for young women to escape the tyranny of domestic tyrants, husbands or fathers. I for one am glad those days are over for most of us (possibly with the exception of close religious circles) and we are all able to make our own way in life. The unhappiness in a household hit the children most but staying in a hell hole of despair would have been bad for them too.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely.
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