The Right to Love the other Parent, despite what the other feels.
I learned the hard way to 'bury the past.' Whenever my son would return from a weekend or holiday visit with his dad, I'd be a wreck. I was so filled with resentment that I would lash out against anything positive Scott would say about his father. It was awful. Scott and I would end up in a screaming match, where I'd call his father a 'jerk' and spew out all kinds of venom about what his father, my former husband, had done to me. Scott would end up feeling forced to defend his father. I woke up when Scott was 14. I guess he'd had enough. He got in my face and yelled back at me that the only one who cared about the past was me. His dad had moved on, he had found a loving wife, and was happy. Scott's grand parents, aunts, uncles, had moved on too, and the only time the divorce bothered Scott was when I brought it up. He told me that the only reason I got the short end of the stick was because I choose it! Ouch! That really hurt. My anger and bitterness was hurting me and I was inflicting pain on my child. I honestly had never thought of it from his point of view, Scott had a right to love his father, despite my feelings. I vowed never to speak this way again. I'm in counseling now and doing much better. I still struggle with feelings of resentment, jealousy, and anger, but now my son doesn't have to battle those feelings with me.