Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Falling...



It has been such a long time. I've dated some really good men, just not good for me. But, I think he's finally found me.

After each experience, I've looked at myself, adjusted accordingly, but, only if it was necessary. I'm amazed how how much I've grown, especially in regards to what was important, in past relationships and now. Although no one is perfect, this man is so perfect for me.

I just wanted to share. :-)

Friday, May 7, 2010

Going...going...oh yea - he is gone!



This is somewhat of a follow-up from my very first post. I was surprised at the number of responses, most of them made via email or Twitter DM. I think I need your help in understanding this, but, you know, I could just be over-reacting.

Anyhoo...

Life has been quiet and peaceful since Tori's dad has given me full custody, for me anyway. There was some suffering at home, in regards to Tori's behavior and grades. Not horribly bad, however, it was evident that the situation affected her. The attitude is just that of a typical teen now and the grades are picking back up, thank goodness.

Still, in the meantime, there has been a birthday, Christmas, Valentine's Day, Easter. No cards, no phone call...not even a smoke signal.

I made an appointment for us both to get our eyes examined. They asked for insurance info to verify before hand. Turned out that Tori was double covered, which is a hot mess. Both companies trying to decide who will pay and I end up with the bill. I terminated child support when her dad gave me full custody, which also meant that he didn't have to continue providing her with medical insurance. I decided to contact him, via email, to ask when open enrollment was, so I could see if I needed to schedule the appointment thereafter, assuming that's when he'd drop her. It was brief and to the point.

His reply? Pretty much the same. "I haven't had Tori covered for about a year. Hope this helps." I thanked him and kept it moving. Then it hit me, and honestly, not until the next day... but, that mutha f@#%@ didn't even ask how she was doing? I mean, ARE YOU SERIOUS? I'm thinking, "could you have pretended to care?" How do you just move on in life and disregard a human being you helped create. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

I could care less if he EVER speaks to me again, trust me when I say that. But, WOW. I mean, hell, that's all I can say is WOW. I'm just feeling all kinds of ways about this, mostly sad for her. And honestly, a little lost. Disappointed. Disgusted. Angry. How can someone "remove" themselves, emotionally, from a situation like that? How?