Can’t say it any better than this

Unless, of course I had a yummy Bartles & James wine cooler in my hand. With my thanks to the cafe owner in Eastern Oregon who put this up so I could snap it on our trip. Thanks, everyone, for your kind thoughts. They’re really helping, and I am very grateful for the way you have shared your stories and good wishes. I cherish that. Thank you.

Don’t Stop Believing

Because some things just can’t be replicated, and this song is something I really love, need to hear and remember today. Cheers, folks! May everything you need be granted to you in abundance.

On love, loss, placating and jealousy

“Love may be blind but jealousy has 20-20 vision” – author unknown

Hi, Kids. My heart is sad today, so I thought I’d write about it here and hopefully take the sadness from my heart and put it into the computer.

LJ’s mom says she’s decided that since LJ is unhappy when he comes home to her that perhaps he shouldn’t spend time with us anymore.

For the record, I think LJ’s mom is probably Borderline.

She also says she thinks he may be autistic. As someone whose best friend has a daughter who actually is autistic, I think that LJ’s mom may be mistaking sadness and anger for autism.

When he was on the phone last month crying because he didn’t want to go home to her, my heart broke. Not because he was sad. He’s been telling me for six months that he doesn’t want to go home. I’ve been coping with that sadness for a while.

I was sad because of the way she spoke to him when he told her he wanted to stay.

How can we be so insensitive and disrespectful to our children?

Don’t answer that. I think I have a pretty good idea.

I want to tell her that she’s hurting her son. I want her to see that there are better ways of relating to people than the ways she chooses. I want. I want. I want.

There we go with that wanting again.

*Deep breath*

We’ve come a long way, but we still have a long way to go, and sometimes I get very, very tired.

LJ’s mom can’t keep us from seeing him, but she can make it difficult, and she is: not returning phone calls, refusing to okay a date to fly there and see him, telling Jon that she wants to go back to the original court-ordered agreement put together when he was a baby, which was two days a month with Jon because they were never married, never lived together and in short, didn’t know each other.

In a nutshell, her particular brand of crazy is wearing me out, folks.

Filing a contempt of court is stressful and a pain, not to mention costs money, and I’m hoping that she and Jon can work it through because my peace-making skills are tapped at the moment, and I’m needing to regroup.

If you think of it, would you send up a good thought for Jon and LJ? That anyone would try (and has tried) to keep them separated is a tragedy, for my husband, but even more so for this little boy who just wants to be with his dad.