I think he didn't fit. He knew it and that's why he left. And, that's all on him. Whether he is able to face this or not, who knows? Who cares, at this point.
He has lost his place here. And, this time, I didn't go outta my way to make room for him. I didn't make jokes or spend time trying to make him find his way into the family again. I let it be what it is.
The girls didn't either. We lived our lives as we do every Saturday, filling time with tasks and errands and so forth.
Obviously, he didn't feel welcome and left after a 1 hour 20 minutes. What really speaks to me is how this is the same person who complained about his relationship with his children a week ago. Only, he didn't make any effort to call or text them in the meantime. I'm sure he was angry about their lack of conversation--but, what does he expect?
Even the dog didn't come when he called. She followed me into the kitchen.
I'm working on my project D19 is packing.
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
