Becky and George

The first thing I noticed about Becky and George was their differences.

It’s not uncommon for opposites to attract, but it’s important that they complement one another. I could see that what connected them in the past couldn’t be changed, and events in their future could hurt them and their family.

Becky was in her early forties, George in his mid-thirties. Both were charming and charismatic, equally talented in their artistic pursuits. They were passionate and determined people, always looking beyond the scope of their horizon. It was also clear that their relationship was riddled with challenges. The age difference was significant, and they struggled to overcome it. They were together for almost twelve years when I met them. They had two sons, ages nine and five, whom they adored. Their kids were a powerful unifying bond, a force that allowed them to persevere through difficult times. But ultimately, Becky and George possessed different traits that were obstacles to their happiness. I began by celebrating the joy in their lives.

“Those children are very fortunate to have such caring parents. As I look at them, I feel the love and laughter in your home. There’s freedom to explore. There’s encouragement. And because of that your sons are confident and secure. They’re certainly more fortunate than some. Isn’t that right, George?”

“They certainly are,” he responded.

“There’s nothing you wouldn’t sacrifice. Isn’t that right, Becky?”

She smiled. “I want to give them everything I can.”

“You want them to have every opportunity in life. That’s great. You want to help them discover their talents, their strengths.”

“Absolutely.”

“You want them to succeed in their chosen field, their dream job, yes?”

“Of course.”

“And they will. But