So yesterday was not one of my favorites, then turned into something better. As I was walking to work today, I thought - thank you God for new mercies every morning, and that I can start today without the burden of yesterday.
So let's just get this out of my head - My ex-husband molested my (our -but I don't give him that privilege any longer) daughter at 4 years old. Thank GOD she was able to tell me in a way that both showed me truth, and that I could act upon at that moment. He was arrested, given 20 weekends (note 40 DAYS) in jail so he could keep his union job - wasn't that judge so kind. He was abusive to me and to our son. Since our separation/divorce he has been getting child support taken out of his check every week. Usually pretty regularly unless there was a shutdown or something. He does not see them, do to court order, and he has not asked to change it. again, thank GOD. Yesterday, I was notified that he has asked to lower child support. Since there has been NO contact with him for over 8 years, this was a shock to me. When I called the court to get details, they said he wrote on his own (pro-se) that he has brain cancer and isn't able to work.
Last summer, his mother wrote to me telling me that he had cancer, and the prognosis wasn't good. He even sent the kids each a letter, which I have read - they have not. In it, he said he always thought of the kids on their birthdays and Christmas, but didn't send them presents because he didn't know if "their mother" would let them see the presents. Honestly, I didn't keep that letter from them because he is angry with me - i kept it from them so they don't have to see what an *ss(#)@ their father is and be hurt again by him thinking of them "on their birthdays and Christmas." No mention at all of being sorry for what had happened, for breaking up our family, for hurting them.
At first, I wasn't even sure I believed he had cancer, because it is something they would do to try to gain sympathy. Now he has testified to court that he has it, but even still...part of me says good - what you deserve, and the other part of me, the one who is supposed to love others like Christ loves feels bad. I wish I didn't feel the "good" part, but I do. Really though - It just makes me sad. And scared. The thought of seeing him again scares me.
I wasn't able to work yesterday, and went home to discuss with my husband - thankfully - for that day, Jack was what I needed him to be. And he had a great idea - I can agree to lowering support, and avoid a hearing. I NEVER even considered that. You'd think I'd remember something from law school, working for a court and working for an attorney. Apparently when my emotions are involved, my brain doesn't engage!
Just for today, I'm thankful for the kindness Jack showed me. I'm thankful that even when days are hard, there is the part of him who loves me and the kids, and protects us. Sometimes even from myself. Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change and the courage to change the things I can, AND the wisdom to know the difference!
One day at a time.