My father remarried about 4 years after my mother's sudden death. He had been left with 5 young children and married a woman with 4 young children.
Perhaps it was a matter of needing another parent for their children, my dad's guess but who knows.
The marriage lasted less than a year. A year of hell with his new wife beating his youngest children and pretty much ignoring the oldest. In fact, I had to leave school several times to go home to protect my younger siblings from this b*tch. She actually threw my little brother down the stairs when he was wrapped in a sleeping bag!
Fast forward about 12 years. He was offered a prestigious job consulting for the Naval Dept and moved to DC. At this time he felt that it was time to have a "clear slate" before her moved. So he got a divorce, adultery because she had been living with another man for several years.
Our pastor encouraged him to file for an annulment but my dad refused. He insisted that he married the woman of his own free will and stood before God and his family to swear that. Yes, he admitted that is was a huge mistake but the marriage was valid. No matter what the Church said, in his opinion, that was a valid marriage, mistake or not.
After about 6 years in D.C., he met a woman who seemed to be good for him. He was 60, close to retiring and wanted someone in his life to share this with. They eloped to a JOP in Alexandria, VA. and informed us all the following day.
What he hadn't known was that she had chosen a house for them to live in within the same zip-code as 4 of her 5 children. This resulted in another disaster because her children were all homosexual with SOs living with them and there was a good deal of illegal drug activity going on.
So, another divorce followed within two years of the wedding.
My dad never missed a mass on Sunday and participated in Church activities although he couln't receive communion.
About two years later, he was diagnosed with cancer, terminal. His friend, our pastor, came to the house to administer the Last Rites. He told me that God always knew where his heart had been so forgiveness was quite easy.
ETA: posted too soon
What would you do with a failed marriage that you really believed was valid?