My journey of love, laughter, and the power of a grateful heart. This is a place for positive thoughts and a warm heart. We may not have it all together but together we have it all.
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
The Power of Presence
I am always bragging about Ally and how proud I am of her. I like to think that we have a pretty open relationship and that she can come to me about anything. Something she said the other has had me deep in thought though. She told not only my family but also her school that her dad died 20 years ago. I took her out to eat after school so we could talk about it. I asked her what happened at school. She flat out told me that she told her teacher that her dad died. I explained to her that he wasn't dead. He was just busy with work. Mind you she is five, she then told me that she wasn't stupid. That she knows her Daddy doesn't want her and he might as well be dead. Do you realize how soul crushing that is as a mother that your child considers her father dead? At one point, I made all the effort so he could be there. I put out the gas money, drove to pick him up, covered the lie so he could away from Brit. Every time he would be spending time with Ally, here comes Brittany to bitch because he wasn't there tending to her every whim and desire. Now he would rather blame me for not putting the effort forward when it is his responsibility. If he expects to be apart of her life, he needs to be consistent and show up instead of this constant pity party for one. For now, I'll continue to nurse my baby's broken heart and work towards moving on.