Thank you, Gima I was just so appalled and livid when I got home last night. And, yep. 72 hours this time.
Last night I said I would call & apologize to steps if I offended and that I was acting joyfully and lovingly from our old normal family life and not this uncharted new "norm". STBXW told me not to. Apologize the next time you hear from them but not until then, she said. This a.m. I thought, Bullchit. I don't take into account her opinions or preferences anymore."
And, by the way, stepD did call me the following week after the visit and we talked for almost two hours. No mention of the visit other than how great it was to see her and Adeline!
When I was D'ed the first time and married STBXW, my sons wrote me off because of their mothers poison. Boy, did that hurt. STBXW, to her credit would always comfort me with one sentence, "They'll be back," She was right. My stepkids will be back as well (if, indeed, they are even gone).
Buying the DB spew coat today: a purchase I've put off far too long.
No, we've never met, Gima. I hope we do someday as you are a true friend.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
