This week I've received two phone calls from my divorce lawyer.
Wild Thing's father wants changes to our custody arrangement and is prepared to force the matter into court. The cost of our last battle (a battle which landed me in a coma in August 2008) is equivalent to most of the equity in my current home.
Even with minimal use of adjectives, the history between us comes across as melodramatic, but I am no drama queen and have long since mastered understatement.
Every fibre of my blissed out being is telling me to lay down my arms, and not to engage in the battle. I believe that it's about control for him, and not about custody at all. I am a good mother, and I am not going back to intensive care.
Potential outcomes include loss of custody, and even possibly some jail time if I am found to be in contempt of court.
Pray for justice.
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I'm praying.
Thank you.
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