I got a beautiful letter in the mail from D6 yesterday. It made me weep.

Dear Dad, hears a nyoospapr of a footbal tym. i hope you lyk it.

I have to write her back. I want to send her kisses and squeezes and silly faces in the mail, but I can't get them in the envelope.

I called the house last night to talk to the kids, W sent me an email an hour later saying she did not hear the phone, but that she'd take it with her upstairs at bathtime from now on.

D9 got some (baby) teeth pulled yday, in prep for orthodontics, and I didn't speak with her after. I know she was worried about it.

*sigh*

this is the shape of things to come - missing the little things that make up a life with my kids. Half of life is "showing up" they say, and you know what? I am no longer able to even "show up" because W has locked me out of my kids' lives.


M 43
S14 S13 D11 D7
Divorce final: Jan 2009
Making it up as I go....