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We were sitting at Dennys eating breakfast when I saw their display for strawberry ice cream sundaes. Took me back to when I used to get one of those as a treat every once in a while when I was little.
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I remember those days. I always felt so guilty sending you off to spend the weekend with him/them. And why couldn’t he be a NORMAL dad and just pick you up at your home. Looking back on those days, I feel like I sold my soul just so that you could stay connected to your dad and all it did was screw things up worse. Ah, the things we sacrifice for our children and their sanity. And the sanity we give up to give the sacrifice, when all we really want is for the ex-spouse to leave us the he** alone and let us raise our children in a healthy way….but I’m starting to rant! Sorry.
Why am I apologizing? And why do you care if their feelings are hurt?