Unhappy New Year

So we sent out letters to Craig. And waited. And never heard back. And never heard back. And I got restless. So I emailed him on facebook last night.

And he said he wants to see her and no way is he going to terminate his rights.

He claims that for the last five and half years he has been saving the money to take me to court for visitation, which he already had. He always did. And that it has been hard for him.

EXCUSE ME?

HARD FOR YOU ASSHOLE?

Who has been up with her EVERY NIGHT she was sick, who cried with her over scraped knees, who slept in the hospital bed with her when she had a kidney infection?

Who was there for her first day of day care, pre-school, kindergarten?

Who taught her how to write her name? Who taught her the letters in the alphabet?

And then there is this wonderful man who stepped into our lives and picked up Rebekah like she was his own. Who spent most of last night after our conversation calming my fears by telling me there was no way he was going to let you see her. She is his daughter.

What state could look at you and give you another chance when you have had so many? What right could you possibly have to waltz back into our world and turn hers upside down?

Why, after all this time, can't you do the RIGHT thing and just let it go??

Don't you DARE tell me you have been "saving" money for anything. I know all about your criminal past. Your underage drinking tickets. Your speeding tickets. And your latest and greatest criminal destruction of property with assault charges.

And if you want to talk about responsibility, lets talk about how you never picked up the phone OR emailed me to let me know you have diabetes- insulin dependent. Something that is absolutely VITAL to your childs medical history.

You sad, sorry piece of shit excuse for a human being.

Let the war begin.

Bring it on.

I'm ready. I have had five and half years of built up disdain for you.

Hell hath no fury like a mothers scorn.


Kristi Rufener