You might be amused to hear the new stuff Dick is now saying about me, then again, you may not be surprised. Anyway, he's now spouting off that I've always been the type that has asked for help, in fact (his story) he says I was begging for help when he met me.
The facts: I had lived in AZ years before he met me, was living in the second house I had purchased, when he arrived. It was a year or so later, when it was he who was being evicted from his apartment and need a place to go. I offered him one of my bedrooms until he could get himself back on his feet.
The other choice story he has chosen to tell: I'm a drunk. Oh sure, I might, and that's might, have a glass a wine with a holiday dinner, or possibly a shot of Irish Cream in an evening coffee (not since I've been working nights for the past 3 or 4 years) but he told the Judge, the Attorneys and the school Principal that someone needs to keep an eye on me, because of the way I've been drinking lately.
I'm not the one with the history of multiple DUIs.... He is. I really can't say I don't drink, because I will have a drink every few years.
Now, I haven't said a word to him, no emails, haven't fought him, nor did he even catch a glimps of me the last time in court, for I went up the back stairs, made my appearance and left, before he even hit the court stairs. Haven't even mentioned him to the kids, nor talked about him to anyone, although I've heard the things he has said, without even responding to the comments other's have made.
Why must he continue destroying me? Why can't he just leave me alone? What must I do to get it all to stop?
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you.........
