For "normal" parents, this would be quite the announcement, and would be joyful news to share. But I'm pretty ambivalent. The boy (young man) that Youngest has dated since last summer, proposed to her yesterday. Gave her a big ole' diamond ring. Now, I like this guy, he treats Youngest and my grandson well, worships the ground they walk on. I think he's reasonably stable and un-GFGish. But there are so many other issues. Youngest met him last summer. At the time, he was traveling for work constantly, and was only home on the weekends. Somtimes every other weekend. So, "dating" was a loose term, really. He changed jobs and moved to the area for good last December. He still works long hours out of town, nature of his work. He'll either commute on weekdays (a 2 hour drive each way), or stay out of town and come home on weekends, I know Youngest guilts him into the commuting, whining about how much she misses him. A few weeks ago, he was on a long-term assignment out on the West coast.. gone for 3 weeks.. and she cheated on him. She is very needy, and got very lonely, and began questioning their relationship. I should add that he spents LOTS of money on her. "Takes care" of her. Codependent, perhaps. She has better furniture and fancier electronic gadgets than I have. I think she does love him, but I think she also loves the attention and money. Apparently the day before he proposed, she broke down and admitted to the cheating (because the guy she cheated with called her, and keeps calling her.. and her [fiance] pushed her about it.) He proposed anyway; he'd already bought the ring, after all. She told me he said, "don't ever do that to me again." Sigh. What about the next time he's out of town for a few weeks? I should also add that my Oldest got married almost two years ago, and that marriage lasted about 6 months. I'm just feeling kind of ripped off of happiness for my children, or of celebrating happy "normal" events. I've attended no high school graduations (Oldest had to do corresopndence school just to get credits to graduate, Youngest dropped out). Oldest's marriage was doomed, and I knew that, but tried to make a good show of it. I feel like this marriage is doomed, too, if they make it to the altar. My grandson is the bright spot, I guess. Praying he is more easy child than difficult child, despite the gene pool on both sides. So far, so good. I just hate watching my girls continue to make poor choices, and sabotage their own lives, and feel so helpless about it... especially when they cry to me about it. Not a darn thing I can do, though. Biting my tongue.