I should hear very soon, as my folks got the call in the wee hours of the morning that my brother was close to death. Thanks for your thoughts.
But I'm here to report the weirdness of life after D. Weird in the Betsey-Mr. Wonderful way of things.
As I mentioned yesterday, we met with our lawyer to discuss updating our wills (last one was done right after he moved out, when we were still married), talk about D17's pending guardianship and set up a new trust from the proceeds of the estate house sale for D17. Our lawyer walked in and we jumped right in the pool's deep end. He asked if we wanted to change our POA/Medical POA and personal representatives. I had already thought about it and knew what I was going to say, but Mr. Wonderful answered first: I want Betsey to be my first PR, POA and MPOA. I immediately said, me too. We kind of looked at each other and smiled.
So we went our separate ways and I got home with D17 after taking her to Red Robin. (Yummmm) I was texting with my aunt and sister when I got a text from Mr. Wonderful:
MW: How weird are we??? After almost 10 years of being divorced, we are still trusting each other to handle each other's estate. Who the hell does that?
Me: LOL, I know. It's totally f*d up. Thank goodness. And thank you.
MW: Thank you, my lady [wow... he hasn't said that to me in more than a decade]. We have a couple of wonderful kids, thanks in a big part to you.
Me: Awww, that's sweet. Thanks. But it was a pleasure, and I thank you for being a good dad, a great provider and in the recent past, a voice of reason. I know they appreciate it too. Especially D20. She and I are sometimes too much alike.
We just blathered on until he got a call from work. It's really weird that aside from the massive loss this year, and the sadness it has brought to me and my family on both sides of the pond, it's been a bittersweet and really successful year too. It's really poignant. D17 and I are in a really good place right now, and that's kind of an unexpected but very welcome surprise. I like good surprises.
Now off to get some work done before I have to leave the office. It's colder than a witch's tit and snowing. We are officially sucking wind in the polar vortex.
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
