Funny how perceptions change. When he recently took my daughter out for dinner I felt at ease for the first time. I didn't feel left out. It was his time, as much or as little as he wanted to spend. I let go of the rope, which was in my mind, judging about what he should do as a dad. He does what he does. I do what I do. We were always different as parents but a good team. Now we co-coach in our own ways, though I don't feel the need to call and let him know what's going on. Each time I have I get slammed (or feel I do) so that's gone by the wayside.
You are a stitch, ms. l... good for you! I think you owe yourself some takeout from there!
