Tomorrow is the start of the two week countdown to the departure of my husband. July 1st will mark a day I know I will never forget and one that I'm not sure how to prepare for. As with everything in our world, it cannot just be one thing to deal with, we like to add multitude of things to our plate.
Two hours after he leaves I have to be in court to face his ex wife regarding child support issues. I'm not thinking I will be in much shape for this, but of course, it is my responsibility....one of many. After running up a tab of over $13,000 of unpaid child support, hopefully the bright side of this is that funds will start coming our way. Raising six children is expensive and with a lack of parental support on the side of half of them, it is a strain.
I've decided that with him leaving, and with the stress of this court thing... I'm out! The minute court is over, I'm packing up the kids and heading south. I have to drop one off in Georgia and I'm heading there pretty darn quick. I just want to escape, I admit it. But who wouldn't want to really. I don't want to face my home without him there. I don't want to walk into our room and know that it is just the start of the longest year of my life.
I'm attempting to be strong, I'm attempting to not worry, but I'm failing I know. I'm attempting to just breathe... About as good as I can do.
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