Coming through the haze. . . . no really

Moving forward, feeling good about life. Didn't get to see my little kids on Halloween, nor is Moira going to allow me anytime with them tomorrow on Max's 9th Birthday. I choose to no longer give her the power to effect my moods. Her behavior is so predictable that I would have been surprised if she would have let me see the kids on either of those two days. So, If I knew that was going to happen, why would I let it upset me. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. I'm done feeling and acting like a victim. I have nothing but love in my heart for her and my children.

October marked the 3rd year we've been in Washington and would marked our 10 year anniversary had she wanted it to. Oh well.

Tonight was another parenting class. 3rd one down out of 8. Can't wait to start seeing the kids more. Meanwhile Buster is my pride and joy. He's been working in the yard lately to make a little money. He's doing well in school and I'm very proud of him.

Sunday if the pass is clear (were expecting snow in the mountains), Buster and I will make the 2 hour drive to Ellensburg to see the kids. I talked to them on the phone last night and they had a good time trick or treating. So full of life, joy and happiness. Regardless of the crap Moira puts me through, she was always a good mom.