The father of my children went out of town a week ago and still hasn't returned. We spoke to him the first note he was in Las Vegas and he dropped off the face of the earth after that. I sent an email two days ago with a really nice picture of the two oldest and got a short response, nothing since. I am not the type to sit around and wait or become someone's door mat so I sent a text message to this mythical work cell number telling the weirdo to go somewhere else if he decides to return to my hometown. A part ofe wants him to show up so I can kick him in the throat off of my porch but the rest of me has been wondering when he was going to decide to leave again. Patterns never lie and I am sure this is the last time I am willing to go through this again.
Las Vegas has some awesome sights to see and the last time I went with my kids dad he got drunk the NIGHT BEFORE we were leaving and didn't show up until I was getting in the car to drive my two year old son and five month old daughter home. I figured he was with a jooker but what do I know, I keep becoming this non-existent person who is convenient enough to keep living with.
We will see what happens in the next few days because I am ready to bust some heads and get on with my life.
Hey there! So I've been sleeping and eating and reading and somewhat writing ideas and hopes and dreams hoping to restart some creative processing for the next round of learning and dreaming. My children and I have eaten some amazing meals and prepared some traditional plants and ingredients that I would have never had the time or opportunity to know if we had not had to feed our spirits while in quarantine. We learned about the strength of our family and the effort it takes to become an intelligent person, as the world continues to move in a more productive path after quarantine, we have made changes to support our spiritual growth and make our path within ceremony to re-focus of our lives for the time being. We have watched the sun set in Ute country and were amazed at the ingenuity and historical knowledge needed to thrive in their high arid environment. So much love and so many beautiful prayerful people have made such a good impression on my children, I will be grateful for
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