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My Big Fat Lesbian Divorce – Thank You

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After much thought, I decided this letter belongs as the last entry under My Big Fat Lesbian Divorce heading. It’s really more of a morph (non Power Rangers style, though I’d like to be the Pink Power Ranger if I had to choose).

In saying that, I’m struggling for the words to open a good-bye letter. Saying “good-bye” has never been my strong suit. I’ve led a life of good-byes while I’ve longed for a life of “Hello”.

But you didn’t say good-bye to me or the boys, and in retrospect, neither did we to you. Rather, we’ve lived our good-bye through each day we’ve discovered our laughter and ourselves once again.

So, let me start by saying Thank You.

I didn’t know where this journey of uprooting myself and the children to move up here would lead us. Of course I had hoped it would lead us to a better level of a new chapter in our lives, and it has. Just….without you. At first I felt that was more of an ending, but in reality it’s become a beginning.

I know I cried a lot after moving up here. I had left behind open skies, the sound of crickets at night, and the quiet streets. But despite the reasons we married, I had left it all behind because I made a commitment and I wanted to see where that journey could lead us all as a family. It wasn’t easy but that was the level I believed in my keeping my word. It wasn’t what we agreed on when we decided to marry that day we went to the courthouse, but still….

I thought despite things hadn’t come into my life as I had hoped, that it could somehow grow into what I dreamed of once I moved and in time.

Maybe I didn’t see you as my partner the way I should have when we decided to marry, but I gave it my all to grow into love with you and to be your wife. Eventually I did, but by that time I had also realized that our union was in reality a business arrangement between two people for your job, and would never really be the loving relationship of two hearts discovering each other in the natural progression I had longed for. By that time though, emotions were involved so walking away became a tangled mess. I should have walked away much sooner, but I can’t question or second guess myself anymore, because things turned out exactly as they should.

Since I’ve lived here on my own, I’ve discovered my own heart, my own voice, and my own open skies once again. Perhaps meeting you was exactly what I needed to move me to this new level of my life that’s opened up new and different opportunities for the boys and I.

B is flourishing in his new school, C is mainstreamed without an aide, G is reaching new milestones and D is excelling academically. Who knows if any of that would be the case had we not moved.

I’ve made new friends, explored new opportunities, found that I’m much stronger than I’ve ever given myself credit for, and learned to trust myself once again.

I’ve also found that I know exactly what I’m longing to feel with another person and a liberty to allow myself the freedom to feel it without reserve when it comes. I’ve had opportunities to do just that, but I haven’t settled. Because I’ve heard my voice when I filed for our divorce, and I liked the sound of my own strength.

So Thank You.

I say that without malice, sarcasm or for any other reason than to simply thank you.

You were the train ride here, that held a work shop of lessons that I needed to learn, for whatever reasons I needed. I appreciate that and I’ll always thank you for that.

But now, I need to tell you Good-Bye openly with my words instead of just living it as I have. The boys have said good-bye in their own ways, so I’m not just saying this as your ex wife, but also as your ex family.

We’re good.

I wish you love, happiness and I truly hope you find the peace you’re so desperately seeking. I hope you find healing, hope and joy. I hope many good things for you. I’m pretty sure neither of us had planned for it to end as badly as it did. That’s OK.

Because I’m exactly where God has planned all along.

If you listen to this song, you’ll hear exactly where my heart is in writing this. It starts when Chris Colfer sings, and ends with my

Good-Bye.

My Big Fat LIfe -The Perks of Being Me

In Uncategorized on April 15, 2014 at 3:41 pm

I’ve been waiting for doctors to talk to each other, and decide what the game plan is, since last week. I have called every day, and at times I have even spoke to the doctors themselves, who promise me they will speak to each other, and then the next time we talk.. nothing.

Today I spoke to one of the cardiologists and made it clear that I am waiting for them to hurry up and get it together, so we can get Gabriel where he needs to be. I am giving it just a couple of more days, and then I am just showing up at their office and waiting to see someone. This is ridiculous.

In the meantime, I just feel the need to write today. It’s been a pretty busy few days, and throw in the fact that my phone landed in a puddle of water today, I think I am ready for a hug and some coffee. The upside today, is that Dark Horse Comics sent a package of graphic novels to the house, as a gift, and is giving us a private tour of the campus in a few weeks. I really appreciate the extension of kindness.

I was looking over my blog last night, and read the entries from 2012. I measured where I am now, compared to where I was then, and I feel like I have changed a lot as a person. Some of it holds pretty true, though 2012 seems to be the year that I had a lot of awakenings.

I also realized it’s now been three years since I started this blog. The anniversary of it all just escaped me. Life has just moved on that much. That is really exciting to me, considering there was a time I was scared I would never be able to feel whole again. I will admit there have been times I have considered tearing down this blog. I look back at the entries of 2011, and I am just so embarrassed that I was that sad over a relationship that was really nothing more than a disaster. But then I get an email from someone else who is in that place, where I was in 2011, and I remember how much it meant to me to know all those things I felt, and how isolating they were. I don’t want others to feel alone, and I hope they read past those entries and see that life does move on. I guess I just don’t want people to read it, and judge me on who I used to be. I want people to get to know me for who I have grown into. Especially when dating is in the picture. People have the advantage of reading my life, and that is really exposing.

So I thank those who have been reading my journey these past three years. I especially wanted to thank those who sent me texts, emails, and support when I recently revealed that I am interested in dating men, in my blog “I Learned”. I was terrified to write out that truth, but I knew I needed to.

In closing this, I wanted to share a quote from a movie I have playing in the background while writing this. “We accept the love we think we deserve.” – The Perks of Being A Wallflower. Take that for what it means to you. To me, it means staying true to those things I wrote in Jan. 2013. I hope whatever it means to you, it means that you find good things from, and for, yourself.

 

 

 

 

My Big Fat Life – Gabriel and His MRI Results

In Uncategorized on April 8, 2014 at 5:30 pm

I got the call tonight. I will spare you the round about details and lack of planning (or even that the cardiologist yawned during the conversation), and get right to the point.

The pericardium sac is thick and stuck to places on Gabriels heart. What does this mean? Well, as it was explained to me, the sac gets thick and starts to adhere to the heart, much like a spider web. That is not supposed to happen, and this is what is happening to Gabriel. I am calling his regular Cardiologist tomorrow to set up a game plan, and speak to the Rheumatologist to discuss medications. There is one, Colchicine, that might help. If it doesn’t, and the sac gets even thicker and adheres more to the heart, then they will have to operate and remove the sac from his heart.

The cardiologist that I spoke to tonight, is the one who did the MRI and I’m not a huge fan. Up until recently, he has questioned every time I have taken Gabriel in, as to whether or not Gabriel is even having problems. I am hoping the MRI has now convinced him that Gabriel is indeed not well, and now we need to get super proactive to figure out what to do from this point.

So… here were a few of my questions for him tonight, followed by his answers:

Will the medication unstick the portion of the heart that is already adhered? He doesn’t think so.
Will it adhere more? Possibly.
Can the sac completely adhere to the heart and constrict it? Yes.
What will they be doing to monitor his progress? Just wait to see if the medication helps and prevent another relapse.
Will they know if it’s adhering to the heart more, based on symptoms? No.
So then why won’t you be doing a test to keep a check on things? (No definite answer given).
Why did his ANA levels test positive? (This can indicate Lupus) Not sure, it can mean a lot of different disorders so we need to talk to the Rheumatologist.
Have you talked to the Rheumatologist? No.

Can anyone else see my frustration? Tomorrow, I will be speaking to his Cardiologist and hopefully get a game plan going. I also plan on making some calls to other children’s hospitals to see if they have any experience in this condition. I’ve got to make sure I am not leaving any stones unturned, in trying to find answers to help my son.

On a better note, I feel much more grounded today after having a mental day yesterday. I am taking everything one step at a time, and choosing to address the things I can do something about, and let go of the shit I can’t. I am in a much better frame of mine today, to do just that. You would think with this news, I would be in a much worse place than I was yesterday, but I can’t help but feel that at least we have answers, even if we don’t know why it’s happening to him. At least we know what the result is, and can address it sooner than later. That perspective makes me feel better, and that is what I am trying to hold to.

(Gabriel while waiting for his MRI yesterday)

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