Karma is a bitch

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It will be almost a year since I picked up and moved. In that time, I have took all that my husband could dish. I have dealt with snide remarks, supervised vistations and other humiliations. I am a true believer in karma. If you do good, it will come back to you. But if you do back, karma is a very vengeful and vindictive bitch. Today, karma paid him back. He was dumped by his significant other on his birthday. I know because he sent me a text about it.

So I called him. Not gloat. Not to rub it in. But honestly, just to be a good person and to listen. I would love to say we are friends but maybe someday we will get back to that. Today, I was good person comforting the father of my child. I let him vent and cry. Why? Birthdays are sacred to me. It was the day your life began and it is special. To me, more special than any holiday. It is your day to celebrate the fact you lived another year. You don't dump someone on their birthday. No mattter how much of a prick they are. And trust me, I know how much of a prick he can be. He was dumped at 12:01 a.m. this morning. That's cold!

Today was the first time in a long time I felt like talking to my husband. I was a good person. I meant every word I said when I talked to him. I didn't want this to happen to him especially on his birthday.  But I learn one thing today that I need to rectify when I see my son. JJ blames my husband for me leaving. I can't say it isn't completely true but I can't allow him to take all the blame. He said JJ loves him but let know that he is the reason Mommy is good. And he doesn't like him because of this. I can't fix it completely. 

I don't know how things will be in the future with my husband. I can tell after next week things will be different. We are going to have conversation where we talk about being parents of JJ. And what is expected of the other and vistation. And this includes JJ visiting me in RR and being able to see my mother. This conversation is long overdue and very needed. For the first time in two months, I feel good about my life, my health and things in general. So here I sat writing this in my comfy pajamas, eating hummus and crackers and listening to my favorite tunes. Life is manageable.

Daily Dose

1. Karma is a bitch so do not mess with her. Seriously!

2. Hummus rocks!

3. Hearing my son's voice!

Comments

  1. CeCeJuly 22, 2010 at 9:33 PM

    That's great that you were able to be the bigger person and be kind to him even though he hasn't been kind to you lately. Your karma will stay good!!

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  2. KimJuly 23, 2010 at 12:22 PM

    It is great that you were so mature about the whole thing! and it's great that the two of you are trying to prioritize JJ.

    And, I agree that hummus rocks!

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