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dreamlikenewyork2017-06-25 02:02 pm
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"It is a family tie that binds."
Who: Ali and Andrew Connor, Mark Campbell and Gen Hart
What: Long overdue double date
Where: Casa de Campbell, NYC
When: Saturday night
Things were changing, but it finally felt like they were moving in the right direction after a lot of pain and heartache. When Mark's parents offered to babysit Jamie and Jack for the night, Ali and Andrew jumped at the chance to have dinner with Mark and Gen. They were a big crazy unconventional family, and Gen just had to take the time to learn the hard way that together was better than alone. Ali still loved Gen, because she knew she made Mark happy.
And the ironic part was, Mark had done exactly the same thing Gen had done years ago when his world bottomed out from under him. Gen might not have turned to the bottle like Mark did, but he had run away and tried to bury his head in the sand when he couldn't deal with it. For awhile there, Ali truly believed her baby girl would never have her real daddy in her life. She had been so angry back then, it was easy to feel hurt and betrayed. But everyone had grown since then, especially Mark, who was now one of the best dads the world had been graced with. Ali knew this fresh start with them was because Mark empathised with Gen's bad decisions, and he wasn't holding them against her.
All the kids were away at a Pride party, and Max had jumped on board and gone along for the ride with them. Ali was glad he was getting out again. Being ill had knocked some of the light out of him for awhile, but he was back to his normal funny and bright self. Ali smiled as she brought a bottle of non-alcoholic sparkling wine to the table with the champagne flutes between her fingers. "I knew you two would eventually get your acts together. We have one very happy little girl excited about being a flower girl, you know. You're pretty much going to be Elsa v2.0, Gen. It's good to see you both content again." She sat and took Mark's hand, giving it an affectionate squeeze.
What: Long overdue double date
Where: Casa de Campbell, NYC
When: Saturday night
Things were changing, but it finally felt like they were moving in the right direction after a lot of pain and heartache. When Mark's parents offered to babysit Jamie and Jack for the night, Ali and Andrew jumped at the chance to have dinner with Mark and Gen. They were a big crazy unconventional family, and Gen just had to take the time to learn the hard way that together was better than alone. Ali still loved Gen, because she knew she made Mark happy.
And the ironic part was, Mark had done exactly the same thing Gen had done years ago when his world bottomed out from under him. Gen might not have turned to the bottle like Mark did, but he had run away and tried to bury his head in the sand when he couldn't deal with it. For awhile there, Ali truly believed her baby girl would never have her real daddy in her life. She had been so angry back then, it was easy to feel hurt and betrayed. But everyone had grown since then, especially Mark, who was now one of the best dads the world had been graced with. Ali knew this fresh start with them was because Mark empathised with Gen's bad decisions, and he wasn't holding them against her.
All the kids were away at a Pride party, and Max had jumped on board and gone along for the ride with them. Ali was glad he was getting out again. Being ill had knocked some of the light out of him for awhile, but he was back to his normal funny and bright self. Ali smiled as she brought a bottle of non-alcoholic sparkling wine to the table with the champagne flutes between her fingers. "I knew you two would eventually get your acts together. We have one very happy little girl excited about being a flower girl, you know. You're pretty much going to be Elsa v2.0, Gen. It's good to see you both content again." She sat and took Mark's hand, giving it an affectionate squeeze.
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What was the most painful part of all this was Mark's illness, because it was hard to explain something like that to a child. She was smart, though, and had taken it as well as she had understanding her big brother sometimes got sick in his head. Jamie was a little nurturer with a big heart. Andrew was so proud of all their kids. "I think it's brilliant. How are you guys feeling about it all? Probably emotionally exhausted. Any date set yet?" he asked, where he was serving up the lasagna.
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He shook his head. "No date yet. We need Jus to be involved in that process, and so far, he's still stonewalling. We have to wait for the process. He's been distracted with prom and Pride. He's caught up in his relationship with Sasha, and that's okay. It makes him happy. He needs to be happy. We can wait. There's no rush. I'm not getting hitched when I'm like this, that's for fucking sure. I'll leave all the girly princess dress shit up to you lot. If I tried to have input, Paris would probably pay to have me executed."
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It was an okay-ish day for Mark today. Better than he had been since Gen came back, though he still tired easily. Dinner wouldn't be strenuous, and they had the place to themselves with all the kids out at the Pride party. Gen still hadn't officially moved back in. She was going to get some stuff over during the week, but Sasha had been battling a migraine, and it would've been too disruptive. It was a juggling act, but she was learning to get back in the swing of things. "Elsa? Kind of fitting considering I had everyone believing I had a heart of ice for awhile there."
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"Ariel's her favourite Disney Princess, but I think you might just be safe from asking you to wear a fish tail," she laughed, pouring the bubbles for everyone. "So, no date. Any ideas for location or colour schemes. Fuck, it's taking me back to my wedding day. I didn't want a piece of any of that shit, but got caught up in it regardless. But it's going to be a lot more than a wedding, you know. Not just for you guys, but the kids, the family, re-solidifying everything back to a place it fits."
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He laughed, because he remembered well that Ali really wasn't the wedding sort. She hadn't wanted the dress, or the big fuss. Andrew liked the idea of the wedding, but not the big massive hoopla of a frilly white wedding. They found a perfect balance. It was a simple ceremony, simply decor, and the reception was just a party with their friends and family. Neither of them would have changed it for the world. "Was that why Justin was so hurt when he thought the remarriage was being shafted? That you were depriving him of those special things? Because they're important. Actually, that's really what it's all about it. Plus, you make awesome memories."
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He nodded, though he paused and gave Andrew's question some deeper thought. "I think it was that in part. Mostly it was that Gen's resistance made him feel like he didn't belong in the equation. Like, she valued a trashy wedding neither of us actually remember over doing it right with him there. Which I think is a mistake Gen probably can't ever make up for. She didn't consider enough back then the painful impact it would have on him, and didn't pause to understand why it was as important to him as it was. Mostly, he trusted our word and we said we would do it. When he was met with resistance, he's not equipped to reason, he just sees all the bad signs and warning bells. He can't help that, it's because he's a survivor. It immediately loops back on himself and he sees himself as a dirty catalyst of misery."
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She shook her head, knowing Mark was en-point with his deduction. She knew that not long after it all crashed and burned, but it had been too late. Justin's trust was already gone and he was withdrawing. It had been a rapid descent then from all that hitting the fan to him nearly losing his life in Australia with a quick succession of suicide attempts. "I didn't. I didn't think about us as a unit and just saw that a remarriage was like admitting failure or something. But I was also intimidated by the actual big wedding itself. And this is the one part I hate myself the most for. For not seeing how badly it was going to trigger his CPTSD. It kills me to know I made him feel like that. I'm not even sure I can fix it. He's holding me at a distance, but at the same time, he's not outright telling me to fuck off and never speak to him again. Which is what I expected."