I think it might even be worse when we made them leave...Though I know it was his fault. Though I know what he did and that he had been warned and that we had every right to kick him out and we even would have been justified in having him arrested, deep down I kept hearing this voice whisper, "You kicked your own child out with the clothes on his back. You did this. What kind of parent kicks their child out with no money and nowhere to go?"
That voice is quiet now. I intend to try very hard to keep it that way, or to not to listen if the whispers start again.
This is one of my main reasons for wanting to move. Jabber and I intend to in the next year or so. I wish we could do it tomorrow. I wish I lived where there was no memory of shouts and anger and sadness and pain of betrayal.
Cedar, you write so beautifully.
Oh Kathy, I hope not. The plan is to have that journey end here and now. I can't imagine any scenario where we will allow him to burn us on the housing and still take him back later. I can't. I simply can't.
I do expect we'll have an issue of rent in February. Because he thought he was fired, he'll be three full days short on his next paycheck. He may not have enough disposable income to pay everything. We will see. But we are not unreasonable people. If we have to front some rent and he repays us...if he shows us he is actually trying to get by on his own? Well, again, time will tell.
For now, we occupy ourselves with our own lives until it's time to see what the next day brings.