I saw a photo of my daughter recently. She was wearing a sweatshirt and necklace that I bought her as a gift for her birthday. I was very excited to see this, because I haven’t had a relationship with my daughter, or my son, since early 2008. I thought, “she can’t be that mad at me if she’s wearing the gifts I sent her.”
My excitement was squashed when a friend of mine asked if I thought she knew the gifts were from me. This thought hadn't occurred to me. I thought “no, my ex wouldn’t do that”, but then again, I never thought she’d make good on her promise that if anything ever happened to our marriage I would never see my children again. I stayed in a loveless marriage just to be with my kids. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel disappointed and manipulated.
So, I’ve started this blog in hopes that my children will see it and know how much I love and miss them ~ always have and always will. I will never ever give up on them, and my heart and my door will always be open and waiting, no questions asked. And speaking of questions, maybe reading this will cause them to question some of the things they have heard, or not heard, or been led to believe. They are smart kids, I'm sure they will be able to see through the fog surrounding them eventually.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
February 2010
I had an accident on my snowmobile. I hit a deer and a tree, had a concussion and broke 5 ribs. I was in the hospital for several days and in a lot of pain. My father called my ex to inform her. She was heartless and disrespectful to my father. I don't think she will tell my children that I was injured. They did not call me to see how I was doing. It's times like this that one realizes how pointless and painful all this fighting and anger really is. And how sad it is that our children are caught in the middle. It's okay to be mad and angry at each other, that happens with spouses and divorce, but why must we drag our children through this? They should be allowed to love their mother and their father. It's not healthy to hate a part of yourself.
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