50 Questions

Today I received an invitation to a 50th Anniversary Party that raised 50 questions.

The invitation is to the 50th Anniversary Party and Mass in honor of my father's parents. Yes, my grandparents.

Well, I think that's what they are...and genetically that may be the case, but life has a funny way of complicating things.

The afternoon my father unexpectedly announced that he was filing for a divorce from my mother, he called his parents to tell them the news and then put my brother and I on the phone. Chris and I each had a phone at our house and listened to these words...

"The day your father's divorce is final, we are divorcing you as well."

Can grandparents really divorce grandkids? Even if they can't legally, this pair certainly managed a good attempt.

It's been over ten years since these events transpired. In that time, I have not heard from couple who were for 14 years my "active" grandparents; nor have I heard from my father. And then the receipt of this invitation....nothing personal, just a typed note to arrive at a certain time in sit in the front row of the church...

So many questions...no real answers...

Why now?

Knowing the value of appearances to this family, I can guess why now. Having the entire "family" in attendance would look good. The sincerity of the guesture is certainly questionable.

How do I feel? What am I going to do? How do I respond? And the 47 other questions that follow...

Honestly, I don't know.