Kid's 'Got Game' and Mom's Got Tears
Charlie spends time with his dad on Sundays, after church. This Sunday, Mark took Charlie to see his new home that he'll be moving into soon. This will let y'all see the small and petty side of me. Charlie came home ranting and raving about how cool his dad's new home was. How the kitchen is 5x the size of mine, the bathrooms are soooo cool, the garage is huge and can he start having his band practices over there... This is about the time that tears started flowing without asking my permission. I felt awful about Charlie seeing this terrible display I was putting on. Poor baby, he didn't know what to do. He thought it was his fault, God love my sweet darlin'. Nope, all my fault. I told him it was that part of me that was selfish and petty escaping and that I was so sorry. That somewhere deep down (okay, maybe not all that far deep down, lol) that there was a part of me that would like to see his dad living in a run down trailer, down by the railroad tracks in the worst part of Dallas...or maybe in one of those $10 a day 'hotel' rooms that vagrant and wino's rent, again, in the worst part of Dallas.
This has opened my eyes, though, to part of me that is still hostile, and honestly, it doesn't do anyone any good. Apparently I have a wound that isn't completely healed, and it's scab got scraped when Charlie was telling me about his room at his dad's house. So, I've been doing a lot of praying for forgiveness and praying for Mark, that he does well. I believe in praying blessings even for our enemies, and Mark is not my enemy. It was tough coming into this realization, and having to explain it in a way that a 16 year old could understand, that this had nothing to do with him, or even his dad...it was all about me and something I needed to deal with. I honestly want Charlie to enjoy every minute he spends with Mark, and it's great that he'll have somewhere to go that he feels safe, and is safe. I hope someday that Casey will want to visit with his dad, too. Not for me, and definitely not for Mark, but for himself.
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