Well since I am an open book, most of you  know, or some of you know, maybe two of you read my stuff and know? haha

You know how I said I was letting go again, that it is back to where it was before he went to jail? my A that is?

I am ok, and those feelings of omg he is back??? Are gone. Which is good, hp does do miracles, and in this case just in time.

My dil just called me. Seems A called her and wanted to know how come "HIS" pick up is at his apt. complex? (I brought it up here to my place when he was in jail)

Well my son has a friend who lives in the same complex, that my A is staying in and using this woman at.

So dil calls me and tells me he called, she tells him my son bought it. He comes back with how  he will get me for signing his name on the title. NOT a good thing to threaten my son's Mother. no no no  not a goooood thing a'tall.

Well for one thing, he gave me power of attorney. duh. Another thing, we are married and in Oregon it is just as much mine as his.

Plus he trashed the rental and I had to pay for materials and to have it fixed. If he wants to push it, I will charge him with vandalism, and spousal abuse and back to jail his skinny rear can go. I have plenty of doctor records how my shoulder is toast.  Very technical, medical lingo, uno. (c:

So goodbye I love you, can't wait to touch you,see you, hear you smell you and I know we can work it out, we have been thru worse.....the monster is baaaaaaaack.

I find it interesting that A has  my son's number but not mine.

Well my son will call me. I told dil to tell him immediately NOT to call A. To call me. The best thing is to not say anything at all, not contact him at all. ignore him. We can push *60 and block him from calling from his now enabling woman, and I have also blocked him.

He is a wus and won't do anything.

This is an experience how hp works. It is NEVER what you might think will happen or expect or hope. That is what makes me put it in hp's hands and not think, hope,or expect.

If he was the man he used to be, he would have called me by now, we could have talked and he would have known all the things he is freaking about. But as usual his gross family is telling him lies and he is believing them.

Lets see, I got mom kicked out of her house and she lost her HUD. Hmmmm well his sister and a bunch of meth people moved into mom's house. Neighbors complained to the landlord by calling her and sending her letters.

I and a friend of mom's called the landlord about her home being torn apart by the meth people. She already knew and was having them all evicted.

She knew I had a rental and knew the laws so had her caretaker call me for help.

I had nothing to do with it. duh.

Mom lost her SSD for awhile, A was told I stopped it. ok now how would I do that??? Apparently senior services had it stopped from going to moms account becuz meth daughter was stealing it.

Mom is in nursing home. Her check is divied out from senior services.

A did not call to talk to me about anything. I am sure there is more.

How do I feel? Same O Same O  poop, different circumstances.

Letting the disease go, letting any caring for any of A and his sick family go. Taking all his pictures down, packing his stuff away. WAY away. Working on not caring if/when he gets sick if I am going to care for him or not. Is not even here yet. Will decide if that time comes.

The woman he is staying with has cancer, and who knows what will happen there....this crap is all she needs.

I did have a chance to speak with her. She looks so much better now as an older woman than when she was young and doing drugs! She was very polite and nice. I told her I would not be calling or coming by anymore as I did not want to upset her.

I had only called one time and been there that time. She said I was not bugging her, but I am done contacting  or trying to.

When you have done all you can, there is nothing more to do.

So this is where I do normal things, the dishes, feed the pot bellied pigs in back, brush the horses and fill the water troughs.

Work on my spiritual me and hope being in hp's hands, maybe someday I will maybe be given the gift of living with a man who loves me as I love him.  If not, keep serenity here at Eden.

love,debilyn