It's all better. I fixed it. (SLK enraged denoument)

All’s well that ends well?

Maybe. There’s still issues to discuss, but I had a very interesting, busy weekend. OK, so Holly’s folks grudgingly let me take Emma for Saturday.

I didn’t bring her back.

Oh, much hysteria and drama ensued, but I was withing my rights. I really was, per letter of our parenting agreement.

So, after many harsh words, recriminations, threats of legal action, and very honest opinions, there was a astral assasination attempt on a dance floor at a bar.

I danced the hate away.

Today, I had a very open, honest conversation with Holly’s parents. We met them at a restaurant. I opened with “We all agree we’re here to agree on Emma’s best interests?” They did, so we proceeded. I let them know where I had come from (not knowing where my daughter was with, or with who, etc.) Her dad hung his head. He would have done no less in my situation. I also shared many things Holly didn’t share about the agreement. Also financial. I’ve never taken the deduction that is legally mine every other year. The man who denigrated my financial ability to care for my daughter realized he had taken several thousand dollars from me. They didn’t know. Holly never told them. Much air was cleared, and we had a group hug after lunch.

So, I let Emma go to the hospital with them. But I called her to let her know Emma was on the way. My present was my absence. Emma will sleep in her own bed, tonight, but I have made it clear that I am Emma’s father, and no one will keep her from me.

A blessing came in the form of the chaplain being in Holly’s room when I called. I was able to relate through her my message.

  1. Emma is on her way to the hospital with her grandparents.

  2. I give her kudos for the care she’s given our daughter, she’s a good mom. (Emotional and mental abuse is a separate subject TBD) But I’m her Dad, and after her, I come next, not her parents.

  3. That I do love her.

  4. Happy birthday.
    I could hear her in tears, but I think they were happy, relived, even ashamed tears.

It’s all good, and it’s all in fun,
So get in the pit and try to love someone."

-K.R.

I also have people I know working on the plumbing at Lady Karen’s and my Dad working on the condo in glendale. Both are doing the job out of love, and I since I seldom ask for favors, I tend to get them when do.
Busy weekend, how was yours?

Oh, on the other front, Lady Karen asked me to move in, and I’ll be in Los Osos by the end of July.

Who, me move too fast?

Why didn’t you take the deduction, though?

WAG: Perhaps he did so to allow his ex to take it instead.

Makes sense.

The first year It was to go to me, I spoke to Holly about it, and she said her Dad had already taken it. OK, I could fuck up his taxes, but didn’t. Two years later same thing. I finally said, ‘just take it, use the money for Emma.’

Don didn’t know. Holly never told him.

It was worth it. I had to ask for the world to get 10%, but I got the 10.

Emma will be with me every other weekend. Mandatory. If Holly has an engagement, she can say "I’m sorry, that’s Emma’s weekend with her Daddy.

We’ll see how that goes.

The whole situation is sending me offline for a while. C’mon over to my ‘So long for now’ thread. Beer’s on me.