It's been a busy week.
The petition dropped on the his nibs door mat mid week. Generating a call to tell me that it wssn't too late.....ne was still prepared to come back.
I resisted the urge to say something I'd later regret instead suggesting that he signed the paperwork so this whole sorry tale can come to an end.
So Friday arrived and a planned trip to my folks generated a pathetic call of woe. He was lonely...I am guessing the girlfriend had decided he was too old for the local night club...and wondering what I was doing. Driving up the M40 with two little ones asleep in the car.........
We had a great weekend and saw many old family friends who told me how great I was looking. This will seem quiet odd to some but I actually feel OK. Life is going to be tough. And no doubt there will be moments of saddness and tears. But right now as I type this I'm looking forward to a future of stability for my girls. They have been stars in all of this. They have been there for each other and look out for one another. They're sad. But they still see there daddy, on his terms, so I guess that means they'll see his better side every time they meet him. Much better than them seeing the grumpy stuff of the past.
Next week brings a few challenges, not least being he wants to tell them about his new girlfriend. It has to happen sometime and whilst it will be hard, let's hope they do plan to be together long enough for it to mean something.
