I have so much to tell...
On Friday, I went back to pick up the boys... fully expected that they would not come out. I saw a strange car parked out in front of the house. To my surprise, the boys walked out. Then some woman came out with them... the boys got in the car but did not close the door... I saw what was happening.. this woman was going to serve me papers for court or something. I just started driving off and told the boys to close the door.
We made it home and on the way I made a call to a few people.. my mother was at my house with my wife... then about 30 minutes later the process server knocked on the door..
how nice.. what a nice way to start the weekend... anyway.. it's not a big deal. I am sure the judge won't even be able to read her scribble, let alone act on it. I'll talk more about that later.
So, the boys and I had a nice weekend. Tonight we went up to my father's... we went swimming and rode the quads.. and then the big goodbyes came as if nobody would ever see each other again.
The boys and I talked in the car on the way home and they will be ok.. I explained to them that things change and eventually, you never knew they were any other way. They agreed.
I just wish I wouldn't have to get the guilt thrown on me from my family..
Aug 18, 2003
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