Herald what your mother said Read the books your father read Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time Some may have more cash than you Others take a different view My oh my, yea, eh, eh You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together… Des’ree

Life goes on. Not always easy since the split. I’ve had to deal with a number of household disasters. As in living in a house with a temperature of 40degrees for a month. That was all in my head, or I did not pay the bill. I did. Turns out broken pipes that had to be replaced. Plumbing issues. I am on my way to becoming a master plumber. Power outages. I now have enough battery power to light up a star. Todays challenge was a bird or a bat flying around my house. Guess it did not like Bill Maher because I never did get to finish watching him. Talk about crazy. I almost lost it on this one. Sitting here with a hoodie on thinking about how I am going to get my phone from the kitchen and my keys without this flying potential rabies infected animal flying into me. They only come out at night. Should be a long night! This sets me into a rage for being in a house where this is possible. I end up texting the worst possible messages to my almost x for putting me in such a situation. I’m sure he is enjoying the comforts of a nice rental unit!

I’m sitting here thinking about how only one short week ago I travelled to Calgary, Alberta Canada with my son. We visited his lovely girlfriend and her family. He soon will be making his home there. Sunday we had a wonderful time with her family. We had a spectacular Sunday dinner. It brought back warm memories of my childhood. For holidays, and special occasions my parents would have the family over. Both my Mom and my Dad’s family came over. Everyone ate, drank and were merry. The kids all hung out together playing games. Life was great! The best food ever. Kids, aunts, uncles, parents, grandmothers all enjoying our time together. No strained relationships, no showboating, just talking, laughing and savoring the moment. My Dad and Uncles would end the night singing. I still remember the songs.

I look forward to better days. In a house where the only critters are my pets. I look forward to better days, to honest people, to an environment that I can manage and sit back and relax. I look forward to diminishing the fact that I was caught up in a life with a narcissist who betrayed me. One who never put the family we created first. Although grown there was no thought given by him about how this would impact our boys. The closing of this chapter in my life. Time heals, but you never forget the pain.