April 11, 2013;

I couldn't wait until the morning to write this in all the mess that went on with one daughter, my other daughter finally made the right decision to leave her drug addicted physically abusive husband.  Of course all of this meant that I have ended up running a boarding house for wayward women and their many children, which also meant I gave up any semblence of privacy and peace I fought like hell to get, but it was the right decision.  During the process of course there was the initial crying over the lost (world's best) husband, then of course she just knew she was going to be alone forever (blah blah blah) and the infamous "I'm used to living in my own house and I don't want to pick up my clothes or clean my messes".  Yea, that didn't work out either.

 Finally she settled in filed for the divorce went through mediation and survived.  Then came the initial visit where the kids were gone for the first weekend.  Life was over, get the noose, she somehow couldn't live two days without screaming at her children to quit fighting and pick up their messes, but she got through it, incredible (amazingly I toughed through it too LOL).  Then came the big trip out of town that she had been dreading for months.  We live in a very small town, very rural, it makes rural anywhere else look like a big city, I'm talking death valley rural, and she had to make a trip into Los Angeles all the way into the convention center by herself (I think there's a story about the country mouse and the city mouse, it's really good and it definitely fits this).  Well she made it all the way into her Hilton hotel room, but not without facebooking the event, why do people do that.  Then I finally heard some words I really needed to hear "Mom I love you I'm so glad I finally made the right decision". 

 Now if I can just get the youngest through the drama and in the right direction.  Roadtrips seem to work wonders.