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| Dealing with DOPEY |
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| The Christening Because Leonnie was so young when I packed one bag and left she was the only one of my children who was never Christened. Leonnie is now 5. Dopey announces he has been to the Parish Priest and the date is set for the last Sunday in April with keg beer and party afterwards at his place. The Buildup I have not seen ANY of his family since before I left him and I have only begun to uncover what he has told them. To anyone who doesn't know me I am the worst and most unnatural of all mothers, SHE who rejects her children. Dopey had everyone believeing I had no contact with my children, and didn't support them. From his brother he took thousand and from my mother, while taking every thing he could from me as well. There was nothing in the way he lived that showed the money. Mum stopped when she went over one Saturday and he was always on the phone to Phone Betting... and the scales fell from her eyes. I pay their school fees, buy their clothes , organise and pay for their parties.. and have a whole setup for them wherever I am... The setup I was apprehensive about meeting his family. Half my children were not talking to me, and I felt fragile. He had done this at the optimum time to "hurt" me. Pandy and her boyfriend picked me up, and we were all suitably dressed, Tess and Amy, Mum and my cousins were there... I HAD to sit in the front pew with Dopey and I was going to concentrate on Leonnie and I saw Genevieve needed including.. Leonnie already felt "special" . I stood there proudly and unashamed, and it was obvious to everyone there that I have a close and loving relationship with both daughters... and Genevieve wrapped herself around me. My son arrived, but left because I was there. His choice. tess who had not spoken to me a whole month... well I was warned not to say anything to her because she was not ready ( HATE being told what I can and can't do!!~~!!) so in the middle of Mass I leaned our poked her in the ribs smiled and said "I MISS you, you know...life's too short!!" The next week I get an email from her, and now she phones...ebb and flow of emotions... and passion. The Party Although I preferred to be anywhere else on earth I HAD to go back to Dopeys. His Father's Family ( brothers, sisters...) sought me out and sat with me and mine..hugged and welcomed me and treated us well. Dopey's family did not just lambast and ignore me, but also my entire family. BUT we stayed a short while and left. AND I survived. |
| Tracking and defining ME |