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Virtuous Cycle

This story makes for a heart-warming read. The children come ahead here with two mothers instead of none which is where divorce can leave many. It takes for two strong, confident and loving women who have the right priorities to make something like this work. My friend T shares a very similar relationship with her ex's new partner. Her two daughters are beneficiaries of the co-operation between the women. T does still does not like her ex but is grateful he chose a good woman who loves the girls. She knows its in her best interest to nurture that relationship irrespective of the issues she has with the ex. Such people should serve as role models for those struggling to make their blended families work. 

Maybe at the root of all this is fundamental decency and the desire to do right by children no matter what works and does not work between the adults. T is by nature a generous and social person. She is more likely to get along with someone than not. Leaving her ex was a choice she made very consciously - maybe that helped as well. The ex for all his faults is a good father and T is appreciative of that. That is a lot going in favor of this family already. The new woman liked T right away and did not see her as the enemy or competition. There is a significant age difference there and T has become a big sister like figure in her life. The fact that the women get along makes the ex's life a lot easier so he is incentivized to keep it that way. It is a virtuous cycle that puts the children in the next best position to having a happy, intact family.  

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