SPF: your world
I’ve been thinking about this assignment since I handed it out. I had it all figured out and how I was going to do it and of course as I grab the camera I decided that was all wrong and I should do what I REALLY think and not try to be all funny. If you want funny, watch Shaun as he’s watching football…or the video before this. Both, equally as funny.
Your Freedom:
I was originally going to show you my divorce papers (in an artistic way) because that was the word I used most often when I was going through all the BS when I was an idiot and didn’t actually GET the divorce and waited until almost too late. The more I thought about the word ‘Freedom’ and my personal freedom, this seems to be more important than the actual papers.
So many people get divorces and are never truly ‘free’. They are in court battling the other parent, using visitation and child suport as ways to get at each other. They are going to court to defend the person they are. They are emotionally and physically drained after every single drop off and pick up. They live in fear of the other parent trying to get full custody. They have to deal with new spouses that just want to stir up shit. The child/children are torn between having to deal with two adults that can’t act like two adults and that are setting the worst possible example of how to behave.
It’s hard though. It’s hard to be the bigger person because you if for one second you’re not on your toes and waiting for the other shoe to drop…it will drop and if you’re not ready to fight, you lose your kids. That is NOT freedom. That is living hell.
This picture shows my freedom from all that. This is Dan taking me, our girls, and my new step daughter to the fair. He was going to bring Shaun and Tyler too, but those two would rather sit around and talk about tampons than go to the state fair. This is my freedom. This is the reason I can breathe at night. Because we can communicate. Because we can see the bigger picture. Because he clearly has NO life.
My Hope
I have Hope that I will make back to Maui soon. I have Hope that the kids will be there with us.
My Wish:
I wish that all the bills get paid, the NEW BLOG FROG doesn’t get lost in the mail like the last one and that my daughter can brush her own damn hair tomorrow morning.
DID YOU PLAY?