

Well I'm getting right worn & tired of the dry cracking skin on my hands from all the packing in cardboard boxes and lifting, moving, placing, wooden shelves, books, kitchenware etc.
I am moving this Sunday April 1st! And NO this is not an April Fools Joke Hee heee heeee. As mentioned before it is exciting but also nerve wracking - who knew, you ask for what you want from the universe and it delivers like promised - EVERY TIME!
The exhaustion of packing a 3 bedroom home in almost it's entirety all alone has been a challenge I never wished of taking on - but the children's father is reluctant, no scratch that, down right absent (emotionally and physically) and refuses to participate in any action that will better a comfortable move for the children. He has not packed a single toy, piece of clothing, bedding - but rather is scouring my belongings when I am not present and like a sneaky pirate - stealing treasure that does not belong to him. I can only sum this up to him being emotional, hurt and lets face it ... a complete and total LOSER!
I mean what person in there right mind, and parent could go about their day completely ignoring the fact that they have children and not want to participate in their daily lives at every waking moment. I would be (and am) ALL over them, soaking up every last minute I had with them "full-time" and making sure they were settled and the least bit disturbed in the process. I would be getting their clothes and toys all ready so to make sure they had everything that made them the most comfortable. But then again, that's just me and that is why I am the parent, the stable rock, the one who does and will continue to support and guide them through any challenges and success' they may encounter. And "he" by his own demise, by his own withdrawal, by his own non-participation is creating a legacy of disconnect with his relationships with his children - I read that when a parent "checks out" emotionally and physically children feels this as rejection towards them - and therefore he is creating a very destructive path towards having anything stable in the future....but he has been that way all along,... so nothing has really changed and the kids will have to make up their own minds about him as they get older and understand what is what in their world.
I feel so angry that so many men in this world are cowards and won't stand up and face the world with pride and confidence. I have a father who disappeared when I was 4, and many male friends and relatives that just can't speak their truth and be okay with it. Women have carried the burdens of men and their reluctance to act, speak, discover, relate and experience for generations - if only they knew how many women stood behind them, supported them, saw their potential, encouraged and cared for them - However I don't really think that will or would have made much of a difference, some things are just hard-wired - it is only the select few who "get-it" and are reaping the rewards of such. I am so angry at how many men - by not participating in certain areas of their lives or relationships - have forced me to make decisions and act accordingly because the were too chicken shit to accept the truth and do something about it. Take care of themselves, take care of their relationships, take care of their children! It is a sad, sad man who gives up his power to insecurities and fear.
I am exhausted in all areas and I'm finding it difficult to continue in these final days,.. but I MUST - my two beautiful souls are counting on me to be there for them, and I just seeing their innocent faces and smiles I know exactly where I need to be - and how the purpose for this journey is definitely on the right path. We will all be better off
With all that out of the way I must return to packing and organizing,.. I also really want to give my feet a rest... I need to go horizontal for at least a half hour before I can continue today - It's been a looooonnnnng week -
all for now, wish me luck! Talk to you after the weekend. HUG!




