The judge yelled at me. But first, let me backtrack and tell you that my ex actually showed up, which is always a surprise. And by “showed up,” I mean he logged into zoom court. Yes, you read that right, ZOOM COURT. Our town now is holding court by Zoom and it’s SUPER WEIRD. Imagine
For any of you who have followed this blog from the beginning, you know before the amazing husband I have now, my first husband of 8-years disappeared. He told me he was running to the store, and then proceeded to quit his job, empty the bank account, leave his car in a parking lot, shut
The anniversary of the day my 1st husband nearly killed us and then vanished is a day that I can’t seem to forget. For a long time that day haunted me. How do you forget a day like that? You can’t unfortunately. You can’t, thankfully. That anniversary day was yesterday and although I remember it
Yesterday I went to court with my ex. Well, technically it was supposed to be “with” my ex, but as usual with him, he didn’t show up; which was great for me, because it made it easy for the judge to approve another two years on the order of protection that keeps him away from
I was driving home when Mr. Attorney Man called to say that he thought it had gone well. I agreed, and then caught him off guard by saying that I wanted to concede to my ex’s motion, and moving forward have a cap placed on what he would owe me. Repeatedly explaining that there was no
It was absolutely freezing on the walk to the courthouse. Held in the afternoon and the only case on the docket, the courtroom was empty for our hearing, with the exception of Mr. Attorney Man, myself, a friend, my ex, his attorney, the judge, and the bailiff. Intimate in a strange kind of way, it
Wow. Just wow. Four years since I started this blog, 387 posts later, and almost exactly six years since my ex abandoned me and the kids, I finally get to write this post. This is it. This is THEE post that so many of you, including myself, have been waiting for since I started this
“Do you know what makes you special, in a different way than the baby in mommy’s tummy?” The Guy asked The Boy Child as he pulled him onto his lap. “I’m better at building with Legos” The Boy Child replied, apparently confident in his six-year-old understanding of how the world works. “Well, yes” The Guy
If you didn’t read the last post, “I’m Not There Anymore,” I suggest reading that first so that this post makes sense. ************** It’s been a few days since my day in court, and I’m feeling much better. Overall I wasn’t feeling all that bad to begin with (compared to prior years in court), but either
It’s 6:30am. My husband just left for work, and the kids are sleeping. It’s been raining on and off, so it’s still dark out, and the cars driving on the road outside, are making a whizzing noise on the wet pavement as people rush off to work. A chill hangs in the air and
Not long ago, The Guy, the kids, and I were in the car. I can’t remember what we were talking about, but at some point I looked into the backseat, and saw that The Girl Child’s eyes were welling up with tears. When I asked her what was wrong, she didn’t answer me. Confused,
************************ Heeeelllllooooo everyone! My gosh, WHERE IS THE TIME GOING? I feel like these last few months have just run over me; some great, other parts not-so-great, and a few moments have just been insane. Can we talk about “insane,” for a few minutes here? Because here is something that I cannot even wrap my
