Archive for November, 2011

A Week of Celebrations

November 30, 2011

Usually I’m not one to believe in lucky numbers, but November 22 will be a good day for the rest of my life!  Last week I finished college and my son’s football team won the Class A State Championship game all on the same day, what an awesome graduation present! 

The day of the game I called and e-mailed my ex-mother-in-law and my ex-sister-in-law and told them how to watch it online.  I wonder if Ed watched or not.  That afternoon I worked in the ticket booth with another mom whose ex-husband is named Ed.  She calls him “Edweirdo” as a play on Eduardo.   I like it, but I don’t think I’ll use it.  Even though Ed has fallen off the planet for my son I have tried hard not to poison the waters. 

After an awesome Tuesday, we celebrated with family Thursday, shopped on Friday and relaxed on Saturday.  It is nice to have a normal life again.


The Final Countdown

November 16, 2011

I am within spitting distance of finishing college.  Six blissfully short days from now I will be finished with my undergraduate degree.  It barely seems possible.

This is a period of change in my world.  I am nearly done with school.  I am nearly done as the chair for band boosters.  It is an exciting time.  Something I could never have done with Ed in my life.  Success wasn’t a valid prospect for me in our marriage.  It is funny to think of how far I have come in the (almost) three years since our divorce and the 6 years since I left.  Sometimes I wake up and it still doesn’t seem possible, other days, I cannot believe all the I endured for nothing!

The Ghost of Thanksgiving Past

November 9, 2011

It’s funny – all week this week I have been thinking about Thanksgiving.  The one’s I spent in Colorado with Ed’s family, the one’s I spent in Lincoln with my mom and grandma.  The first time I fed my son mashed potatoes and gravy.  And about how Ed’s friend Bob always calls me around Thanksgiving.  I wonder if he’ll call this year? 

It will sound strange but I’m finally ready to talk to Bob.  In a weird way I miss him.  Even though I didn’t always agree with his decisions, he was always true to himself.  Being afraid of Ed all the time has come and gone.  I don’t mean that I think he won’t jump into my life again someday and scare the bejeebers out of me, but for the moment, the worst of the threat has passed.  I have reached the point that it’s ok to tell people I have a good life now, and that I had to leave Ed because of his addictions.