This week, my ex-husband had me served with a proposal to limit my time with G from 50/50 to two weekends a month and four hours on Wednesdays. I haven’t done the math, but I suspect that’s something like going from half-time to 20% time. The hardest thing for me about this is that until this last year, interactions with my ex have been amicable and conciliatory.
For the last couple of days, I’ve thought that I would put up with a lot of dysfunction to have a family who would rally around me. That I wasn’t born into such a family is, in many ways, mitigated by the fact that I have built a family who does rally. I am asking you as well, in your various ways, if you will rally to me. Constructively, of course. If that means that you think of us, that you wish for us, that you pray for us, I am grateful. If that means that you hold me for some indeterminate period of time the next time you see me, I am heartened.
Sometimes, in the old story of Solomon’s wisdom, we forget the mother who knew above all things that the child must be kept whole.
I saw your post on Carla B’s facebook and just had to tell you that, although I don’t know you, I’m saying a prayer for you and your child. My son means everything to me. I’m grateful that my ex husband didn’t fight me when I asked for full custody (just shows what a messed up man he is) and that I don’t have to face what you are. Be strong, don’t let him take what is rightfully yours.
Denise
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Maybe King Solomon was wise enough to know he could ferret out the real mother with such a murderous decision but this story has always been for me about the mother who struggles, releases and ultimately regains her Right. Virtual hugging, holding, breathing. Expand space and live within its Freedom. There the fight is pure, unimpeded, clear, easily won.
Thank you both.
Virtual hugs.
Thank you, Kronda.