Tag Archives: after escaping domestic violence
It’s a highly cliché title, but it’s accurate. Three years ago I moved to Atlanta to be in between my children and my family. It was the right decision. In three days I am moving to Orlando to be close to my children. It is the right decision. Three years ago the divorce was newly […]
Remember the old commercial for Tootsie Pops? How many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop? I feel like I’m living that with Donkey. How many times to I have to ask the same question before I get an answer? The world may never know.
Considering his propensity to make decisions without me, I thought it wise to ask questions. Seems that was not wise. I didn’t even realize I was kicking a hornet’s nest. Though once I did, I kicked some more. I had to ask twice before I even got an answer, though it was hardly an answer. He’s […]
My son was full of boy energy one night last week, and no amount of pleading through Skype stopped him from tackling his sister. It’s ineffective, every time. At least when we are together I can physically separate them and prevent accidental injury. Donkey was downstairs entertaining. No where to be seen or heard. Which is unusual. […]
He just likes to show his ass. But then, he is Donkey. Just the other day I posted my woes over him making yet another decision impacting the kids with no regard to co-parenting. He wasn’t finished with me. It’s been a while since I’ve posted one of his email rants. Partly because he switched […]
But it doesn’t matter. I might as well be talking to air.
I was not at all surprised, but I still felt the hurt. It is his habit to try to destroy Mother’s Day for me, and it has become my practice not to let him. It isn’t easy. Every single Mother’s Day since that first one when I was pregnant with my oldest, he has deliberately […]
In the blogging community, everyone has the floor at the same time. There is no need to take turns, and this can generate conversation like nothing else. No matter the topic, dozens of conversations can happen at the same time. I adore Rarasaur, and so when she told me about one such conversation, I was […]