Today the stress and frustration that is my seemingly never ending court saga threatened to overwhelm me.
My ex husband officially got out of a year and half's worth of back support today. His July 2013-November 2014's portion of childcare costs, a HUGE amount of money. If you have a good lawyer and enough money you can get out of anything. Rape. Abuse. Assault. And child support. Anything. Truth is, I'm pretty sure he spent more on the attorney's fees fighting his way out of back support than what he would have paid if he just paid the support. But that's the point. He successfully got out of support and racked up my attorney's fees in the process. So in his mind, he's won.
I wish I could ask him to just stop. I won't ask for support or anything if he would just stop attacking us.
But then he won't be able to continue to abuse me through the court system. So that's probably a no.
I'm stressed and exhausted and owe more money to more attorneys than I can fathom. My current attorney is failing me miserably. I dream of being able to afford a good lawyer and in those dreams I cry happy tears because we are free and the relief I feel is beyond words. I've been told several times that my representation in court is why things are so difficult for me. There is NO way things should be going the way they are going. I've also been told that I'm dealing with an unjust judge. Several attorney's have reviewed our case and have all related their shock and disgust with how the legal system has utterly failed my children.
But again, God is bigger and he truly can set us free of all this right? So why hasn't He?
Sigh.
And then my little guy jumps in my bed and nestles into me, pulling the blankets over me and him.
"Why do you like snuggles so much T?" I ask.
"Because I feel warm and happy and I love you"
He grins at me and giggles before kissing my cheek and squeezing my neck in a slightly too tight chubby-armed hug.
How did I get blessed with such loving and precious kids?
This right here. Every day listening to stories about their friends from school, seeing them dance and play and laugh and grow. Nerf wars and lego building marathons, dance parties and nacho-movie nights. Getting to be involved in all their activities, to know their friends, to laugh and cry and grow together in this sweet little unconventional family unit. I am here.
So what if I'm broke as heck because of stupid attorney fees? So what if my ex has forced us below the poverty line? So what if I can't buy a house or plan for the future? Every time I get caught up I'm hit with some other form of legal abuse, and unless God chooses to intervene (and I'm praying and begging him to do just that!) I don't foresee it ending.
But this is my now and my kids? They are here with me. Just me. For whatever reason God has chosen to give me almost 5 years of just me and my beautiful babies.
I'm going to focus on making the absolute best of it. Money really doesn't matter because God has and will continue to provide for what we need. Maybe some big financial breakthrough will happen soon for us, or maybe God will just continue to allow us to be in this place of fully relying on Him and His provision.
I know God sees the horrible injustice that is happening to us. There may not be justice here on earth, but there is justice in the end. It takes everything in me to pray for mercy over him and his family, vengeance is so much easier to think about. My heart is often FAR from the right place when it comes to this, and it is something I truly need to work on.
I'm going to try my hardest to keep a good attitude. To focus on what we do have. To not let the theft of money that is rightfully my children's destroy my day or week. God provides beautifully and bountifully and we are thankful every day for his continued protection of us. Today I WILL choose to be grateful. I have here with me the most precious gifts ever. Money (or lack thereof) simply can't compare with what I am blessed with.
I am so sorry that you are going through this. My sister is a single mother and she often tells me how amazingly hard it can be. We all should have more respect for single moms.
ReplyDeleteLOVE this post. Such beautiful writing here. Choosing gratefulness is the way to go...every time :)
ReplyDeleteThank you! :-) I can't say that always choose it....but it sure makes life a lot more enjoyable when I do!
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