Maybe 'Twilight Zone' is an apt title for this MLC journey. Two weeks ago my wife will literally only open her apartment door enough for my son to enter, and I'm not allowed to even peek inside. Fast forward to last Thursday, she's still venting, and my wife's angry with the fact I took our son to his schools' open house, but didn't ask the questions she wants answered. Hellooooooo?!?! I asked you dear wife a few times before the open house, and you said nothing. After the fact, now you're acting this angry?? To top it off I made the [huge] mistake of asking how she could be so angry about me not asking how many 5th grade classrooms there are...because she wanted to know...considering the tragedy that just happened a few days prior with the little girl and the bike. My MLC wifes' reply was, "Yes. That was a tragedy. But, I gotta know what I gotta know!!" (Oh boy, talk about some serious projecting going on...)
Then, fast forward [again] to this past long weekend. I took our kids camping Saturday night(my wife didn't want to go, no problem...) I thought this would set her off again, but nope... Sunday afternoon our son went swimming at her apartment complex community pool. She actually invited inside her apartment to help her get stuff for the pool(Mind you, I am petrified to even look inside her apartment from her doorway), and then we go and hang out together for a good 1-1/2 hours. No talk of divorce, no anger, no spewing, nothing... Just all 4 of us hanging out by the pool acting like a family...
Fast forward [one more time] to right after the pool visit. My wife really wants to pick our son this morning and wait with him at the bus stop near our home, since today is his first day back at school. She must of asked him five or six times but he kept saying, "Nahhh Mom. That's okay mom. I'll be fine." I know it really hurt her for Gabe to reject her like that. It’s been pretty obvious the last few weeks that she’s been trying to re-connect with him, yet she doesn’t get involved with the viola decision, back to school open house, etc… It’s gotta really hurt (especially for a mom) that Gabe didn’t want her to be at the bus stop on the first day back at school. I was torn on whether or not to make him accept, or let her ‘feel’ the consequences of her being away from the family home. I just stayed out of it. I hope I made the right choice…
Man...poor girl. She must really be struggling inside.
