{"id":258,"date":"2005-05-10T08:14:00","date_gmt":"2005-05-10T15:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=258"},"modified":"2005-05-10T08:14:00","modified_gmt":"2005-05-10T15:14:00","slug":"111573950321089262-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=258","title":{"rendered":"111573950321089262"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><a title=\"Photo Sharing\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/obnoxiousaries\/9425192\/\"><\/a><\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/obnoxiousaries\/13214086\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/photos9.flickr.com\/13214086_3d1501bce6.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"332\" alt=\"watching tv face\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<em><\/em><br \/>\n<em>Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,<br \/>\nthere is a field. I&#8217;ll meet you there.<\/em><br \/>\n<em><br \/>\nWhen the soul lies down in that grass,<br \/>\nthe world is too full to talk about.<br \/>\nIdeas, language, even the phrase &#8216;each other&#8217;<br \/>\ndoesn&#8217;t make any sense. ~Rumi<\/em><br \/>\n<em><\/em><br \/>\nMay is always a hard month for me. This May marks 6 years that I left my husband. It&#8217;s really hard to believe that it hasn&#8217;t been a million years. It feels like it.<\/p>\n<p>When I was going through the whole process 6 years ago I was sure that things would never be normal for me. I would say out loud, &#8220;<em>My mommy and daddy are divorced<\/em>.&#8221; and then I would cup my hand over my mouth in disbelief and start crying. The thought of my children saying those words killed me.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s six years later and we are all okay. We still balance each other out as parents. He spoils them with Starbucks hot chocolate once a week and brings me a latte. I make sure they make it to school on time and do their homework. He lets them stay up until wee hours in the morning and I make sure they go to bed at 9:30 pm. He respects Shaun enough to let him parent his children and I don&#8217;t pick on him for not having a girlfriend yet.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t think I could live through leaving my husband&#8230;.and now I don&#8217;t think I would have survived if I didn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I&#8217;ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase &#8216;each other&#8217; doesn&#8217;t make any sense. ~Rumi May is always a hard month for me. This May marks 6 years that I left my husband. It&#8217;s really hard to believe that it hasn&#8217;t been a million years. It feels like it. When I was going through the whole process 6 years ago I was sure that things would never be normal for me. I would say out loud, &#8220;My mommy and daddy are divorced.&#8221; and then I would cup my hand over my mouth in disbelief and start crying. The thought of my children saying those words killed me. It&#8217;s six years later and we are all okay. We still balance each other out as parents. He spoils them with Starbucks hot chocolate once a week and brings me a latte. I make sure they make it to school on time and do their homework. He lets them stay up until wee hours in the morning and I make sure they go to bed at 9:30 pm. He respects Shaun enough to let him parent his children and I don&#8217;t pick on him for not having a girlfriend yet. I didn&#8217;t think I could live through leaving my husband&#8230;.and now I don&#8217;t think I would have survived if I didn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-258","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=258"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=258"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=258"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=258"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}