Children do childish things. They put their favorite toys and blanky into a back pack and say they are going to run away. They make up imaginary friends, because they are lonely or just for fun. The things an imaginative 4 year old child says should be taken with a grain of salt.
Today, I'm under fire because my daughter started packing up her toys and told her grandparents that she is moving where Ashley lives and that Ashley has 2 kids. Of course, her grandparents automatically jumped to the conclusion that I'm moving. I don't know anyone named Ashley that has any kids. Also, Rory has had this imaginary friend named Ashley for over a year now.
Time and again, I have to break my neck to assure my ex's family that I'm not going to tear Rory away from them. I'm tired of it. Why should I have to keep sacrificing my happiness for them? My ex sure the hell wasn't willing to sacrifice anything for me or his daughter. He damn near went to prison for a really long time. Why shouldn't I be able to follow my dreams and opportunities that come my way? I could have a better, more successful life and Bug could grow up somewhere NOT surrounded by potheads and alcoholics.
Everything I do, is for my daughter. I've sacrificed my family, my friends, and a man I loved very much (who loved us both) to keep my daughter close to her dad. And for all that sacrifice, he spends roughly 8-12 hours with her a week. By choice. A father isn't whose DNA you share, its who is there and who cares.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
From him...
hey there lil one...where have you gone....do you still even read the words i right...if not its ok you have the right to run....200 miles away really cant be too fun....if you were closer...or i was ...we would find out if there is love.....we would find out wouldn't we....if this is all the we ...that we can be..... so goodnight i say to you....i will see you in my sleep....so good night i will pray for you.....that you will wake up safe and happy......
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