Friday, August 05, 2011

What a day. 

What a day.

I wasn't involved in Matt's life until A was 3 years old.  His life was kind of a mess before he met me.  Honestly. I pretty much walked into a broken life and tried to pick up the pieces.  I'm a "fixer".  I think I've learned that about myself.

It hasn't been an easy road. I would be lying if I said it had. I think a lot of people in my situation would have walked through that door and walked right on back out.  But I stayed.  I loved them, even if they were messy. 

Matt's ex puts a lot of strain on our relationship. I don't like discussing too many details regarding her and I though things were going well but today opened my eyes again.  I was sitting in Copley Square at lunch swearing like a sailor with tears streaming down my face.  I'm sorry tourists.  You probably don't hear those words at home.

Sometimes I want to run away.  The thought of dealing with this for another 13+ years makes my brain twitch.  I hope when A grows up he realizes how much we fought for him.  The thousands of dollars spent on going to court.  The many tears and arguments.  All for him, all because we care and we want to fight for him. 

I have a feeling the next few months are going to bring change.  It may not be change that Matt and I like, but we think it's going to be best for A.

and because she makes me smile...

1 comment:

  1. looks like a real hard time...

    good luck with that! :)