I have been considering a comeback to blogging for some time. I even started one here and there only to delete it. What I was asking of myself was too great. I had wanted to feel the fun and freedom of blogging like I had in the mid 2000′s. I wanted this blog and this writing. But the wife and mother on this blog has changed drastically since my last post in 2009. But “Fragile What!?” kept whispering in my ear that I could come back to this blog and continue on even with a 3.5 year gap. So, here I am trying to figure out the best way to bridge that gap. I’m thinking a timeline. It should help right!? Ok, here goes:
September 2009: My now ex-husband, Kevin, started being a real jerk about me blogging. He told me that his family reads the blog and he attempted to tell me what I could or could not say. For those who know me, never tell me what to do or what I can’t do. I will be defiant and do the exact opposite of what you say. So I quit blogging. That was tough!!
November 2009: My father-in-law passed away. It was heart wrenching to Kevin to see his dad slip off this earth. He had a very tough time with it. I am use to loss. He wasn’t. The next 7 months changed our marriage for the worst. I tried to comfort him but apparently I was not what he wanted. Angie comforted better.
May 2010: The D word is finally uttered. I wanted to do counseling first. I am no quitter. We went to one session. I could tell he really wanted to counselor to say that our marriage had no hope. Instead, the counselor said that one issue could be that I had no where to just escape. He suggested that we turn our bedroom into a safe getaway for me. Kevin didn’t like that. The counselor also explained how survivors of abuse has this deep pit inside them that when activated erupts into this whole different being. He wanted Kevin to start thinking about how child abuse fuels my behaviors. Kevin was not impressed with that either. I wasn’t given anything to think about or work on. I wasn’t too happy with that. I went in with the mindset that my issue was with helping Kevin deal with his grief After just that one session he decided that couples counseling was useless. We never went back. Not going to lie…I think my marriage could have been saved if he wanted it to be saved.
June 2010: I move out. Lauren turns 18. Divorce is filed and finalized. Angie moves in. I can’t say if Kevin and Angie had an affair. I saw some Facebook conversations between them that gave me red flags. I have no proof but Kevin sure didn’t take to long to replace me. (and yes they are still together)
August 2010: I am diagnosed with Complex PTSD.
October 2010: My best friend, Steve, and I are chatting and jokingly say that we should try dating. Our exes were jealous of our friendship. Maybe they were seeing something we didn’t see. So Steve and I begin a long distance relationship. 2, 161 miles to be exact.
March 2011: Rachel and I fly to meet Steve and his daughters. Well, I had met Steve but Rachel hadn’t met any of them before. I come home and do the craziest thing I would have never imagined myself doing. I put in a 2 month notice at work and start planning a move to be closer to Steve.
June 2011: I move to the NE part of the USA. Steve flew down to drive Matthew and I to our new home. Best trip ever!! Rachel stayed back to spend the summer with her dad. She joined us in August 2011. Longest two months EVER!
May 2012: Steve proposes!!
December 2012: Steve and I elope. <3 My family grows by 3. Steve and his two daughters, Heather and Alissa .
February 2013: I am admitted into the hospital for four days with some intestinal issue. As of today, we are still testing and trying to figure out what is going on.
I think that pretty well catches us up. I hope. So here I blog again. Hopefully, consistently. 
. My aunt also has a daughter who is in her 50′s who assists with him as well. But she has her own family and works so the burden mainly lies with my aunt.
If you hadn’t heard already….I’m done with college!!! So now I’m attempting to regain, and enjoy, my mommy/wife duties. One of those things is cooking dinner. In all honesty, I HATE fast food. Yeah, it’s easy and all but it tears up my stomach and it is just not healthy for us. And I also HATE cooking. I think a big part of it comes from when I was a kid and cooking dinner and doing dishes were punishments. It took the joy right out of it and now I snarl when dinner time comes. And it is hard not to strangle the kids when they ask me what is for dinner. It’s worse to hear that question than to hear, “Are we there yet?”
So, I’m sitting here trying to make a menu for the next month so I can make my grocery list of off it. Sound simple but I’m dying here. I don’t want to repeat things if at all possible. I realized that there isn’t a whole lot of stuff that I know how to make. Or I can remember that I know how to make. I tried to get Lauren to help but she only thought of a couple of things. That leaves 26 more days. I asked Matty but all he kept saying over and over was Sonic. The boy has been brainwashed…lol. I went through and put stuff down that I can remember that the kids like. So I now just have 1 week left to figure out. There has to be 7 menu ideas that are easy to do and that my kids like. I texted my hubby to call me when he gets a moment. He has been the chef the last few years. He HAS to have seven ideas. I hope 
I called Rachel. She is with her dad this weekend. She came up with three more ideas I didn’t have. Four days left to fill out. Hmmmm. I mentally going down the aisles at the store. Maybe if I go raid the deep freezer I can come up with something. Ewww….there is a turkey out there. Turkey in May….lol. Oh and we are camping four of those days. I’m done!! 
Kevin
hink any of my daughters or us coaches would take her. She’s a sweetheart and one heck of a soccer player.” My heart soared. She has tried so hard to be good at soccer. Even my dad noticed at that game how much her gross motor skills have improved and her flapping has decreased. And it make me smile that he actually said, “gross motor skills.” LOL
Austin is just navigated the world of girls. I decided that middle school girls are what give us all a bad name 
He went through a terrible depression over a situation with one girl. We still don’t know the details but we kept him from school and he went to work with Kevin. It was pretty scary for a few days. Once he realized what was bugging him he finally took my advice and wrote it out. He did it in a letter to the girl. He was pretty surprised that it can actually help. He came out of it pretty well and he has been great ever since. 
Matthew
first things I did was enroll in college. I double majored for a while but when I went from 2 kids to 4 I paired it down to the degree I was closest to getting. So five years later I will be blessed with an A.A.S.A.O.A.P. which means Associate in Applied Science Administrative Office Assistant Program. Yep, I got a degree as a secretary….lol. 
