broken promises
Just yesterday I swore I wouldn't say anything negative about my ex-in-law in front of the children. I've already broken my promise.It happened like this:
This afternoon we had a family meeting to determine whether we should hire an attorney to represent my stepdaughter in court. My husband proposed that we take our chances without one, since the wicked ex-in-law is refusing to contribute to the attorney's fees.
I lost it.
To summarize, I stated that I was uncomfortable with the idea of rolling the dice on this one. My stepdaughter's future hangs in the balance here. I don't feel much like a gambler. And quite frankly, since when has the ex-in-law paid for anything anyway? I mean, sure, it would be nice, but none of us ever expected that she would actually contribute. I closed with, "after all, it's only money."
My stepdaughter's face full of gratitude was enough to make me think that maybe what I said wasn't so bad after all.
posted by lit lover at
7:22 PM
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