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Look What the Cat Dragged In

 It's been a hot minute huh?  1,312 days to be exact.  Yes, I gave it a goog. I've been back several times but words escaped me.  Nothing would come out.  I was in a bad place for a long time.  But after a whole lot of patience, many prayers, and the support of my family and friends, I made it.  And it's worked out well for all of us.  We moved early this year into a cute little house.  Just me and my kids.

My little guy, we will call him Felix, he's happier and has been a champ with the change.  He gets the best of both worlds.  Barbie Jr, she's been a Godsend.  I don't know what I would have done without her. There have been differences in ending a relationship vs. divorce (obviously).  Ins and outs.  But this time around, I can actually say Felix's father and I are doing pretty well at this co-parenting thing.  Which is an odd situation for me given what I went through with Ken.  But even that part is going well.

Barbie Jr. graduated from high school in May.  If anyone still follows me from years past, I've been writing since she was younger than Felix. It's been surreal.  She started college this fall, then her brother started in school.  So essentially, I've started all over.  And it's fine.  I love my life.  I wouldn't have it any other way.  Are there days I'm anxious and stressed and want to cry? Absolutely.  But I know one day, I will miss the chaos. The drives to school. Because if I have learned anything over the past 20 years it's been.  Time sure pass quickly.

Ken and I have a good relationship now.  It took the girlfriend leaving but we are now where we should have been a long time ago.  He moved near the beach.  When Barbie Jr graduated she went and spent a couple of months with him.  The boy and I drove to get her and stayed a few days in the guest room and went to the beach.  It was great.  The first vacation I have had since the horrible trip in 2016.  I'm super thankful that Ken and I are finally at a place this could happen.  We had a great time, shared some laughs, and I got to bring my girl home.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.  I'll be back tomorrow (or later today), for some more updates on just what Barbie Girl has been up to for the past 3 years.

To be continued........


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