The Petitioner shall email the Respondent 24 hours in advance to let her know he will exercise visitation, if no email is received visitation is cancelled”.
This new order protects my daughters from the constant disappointment of waiting at the pick-up location when he doesn’t show up for visitations. My goal isn’t to keep them from their father– he is who he is and they will figure that out on their own without my help. If he doesn’t email us to confirm visitation then it allows us to make other plans and go on with our life. My goal is to stop his ability to rule our lives which is what he thrives on.
To Re-Cap: This weekend, the X and I had a “stand-off” pertaining the most recent court order. The problem, I didn’t have it in-hand to prove what the judge had ordered. We were in court on Wednesday and it usually takes a few days for the order to hit our file. I am well-versed in the court timelines by this point. In my mind, the order was pretty clear. I assumed (wrongly) that he understood the order as well. I knew it wouldn’t sit well with him because it was another rule that he had to follow– he doesn’t like rules. He doesn’t like being told what to do.
Friday came and went– no email. Saturday morning, as expected– he was at the pick-up location and insisting that I bring the girls immediately. Threats followed– he was calling the police…he said I was vindictive…he said that I was “this- that- and the other”. The email rant followed the voice mails– accusing me of Parental Alienation Syndrome…accusing me of having Lupus versus Multiple Sclerosis (he MUST be smarter than my doctor who graduated from Harvard, right?)…on…and on….and on.
Music is therapeutic for me and the right song always seems to come on at the right time– Christine Aguilera’s song, “Fighter” just came on and Wikipedia describes it this way, “This video shows the metamorphosis of Aguilera’s slow, yet steady progression of her inner-strength, from being heartbroken, to becoming unbreakable”.
I have inner strength– that’s what got me through this. It’s been a process.
I feel unbreakable– that too has been a process.