I thought I still had a few years before id have to deal with boyfriend and friendship heartbreak. Yes, they both my children have dealt with heartbreak because of their biological dads not being in the picture. Ryleigh more so than Brayden. Mainly because Brayden was two and half years old when Ken aka Ken Daddy came in the picture. Therefore Ken is all he's known as Daddy. Although in a weird logic he knows he has a biological dad. (Because I have told my kids the truth ). Looking back on some previous post you can kind of put two and two together on my children's well they donated sperm.
Back to heartbreak at eight. My daughter has went through a lot of heartbreak to be only eight years old. Her "sperm donor" walked completely out on her at the age of two. From the day of birth (which he was not present for) until the age of two he had seen her a grand total of nine times. That's right for all of those who are ready NINE times in two years. Sad I could count that on two hands. As my daughter got older, in school, and that's when really stuff hit the fan when we moved in with Ken. We lived with my parents for almost 7 years before moving in with Ken. I took her away from the only home and man she knew as a dad growing up. Which is my dad her Papa. However, this past week my daughter experienced a friendship heartache.
Back last year my daughter became friends with the new neighbor kids that moved in down the road. Well they moved come winter here in town. Come March, they moved into the previous trailer they lived in. From March until last Wednesday they had been at my house just about everyday depending on the weather. Over the Fourth of July weekend some extreme drama happened that then later involved their landlord harassing them. I wanted to stay out of it for the sake of the kids. I also know the landlord but I must say I seen first hand from that weekend up until they moved they were being harassed. To the point that the cop of our town told them that it would be best for them to move out of that trailer because the landlord wouldn't stop. Deep down the the landlord didn't realize how much hurt he caused and I'm sure if he did he would not care. There is two little girls on our block that lost their best friend. One of the girls didn't get to say goodbye or even knew it had happened because until two days after they left. Due to being gone to girl scout camp. Then my daughter was the other little girl. Even though my daughter has felt heartache. I have never heard her say, "Mom you just don't understand!" My heart shattered to look over at my daughter and tears rolling done her face but her remain quiet. Because she felt as if I was tired of hearing about it and I didnt understand. Which honestly she was right on one part. I didn't understand. I had never lost a best friend growing up. My best friend lived eight miles from me. I seen her everyday at school and on weekends we swapped houses. We did give the little girl and boy our address in which this devasted all of us. I hope to keep in touch. Even if it is years down the road that we run into them. I myself and my kids included had never seen such genuine and loving kids. However the thought of my daughter having to face this heartache. Hell I felt as if I would have a few more years before she goes threw the extreme heartache of boys and losing a friend. Did I ever lie to myself? Because she is only eight.
How did we cope with Ry being broken hearted?
For two days Ken and I just showered her with love. Yes, she was still made to do her chores (mainly to keep her busy) and just enjoy time by herself. Because as stated above everyday she has had someone repeatedly over. Finally Friday her first best friend, whom is my best friends daughter, came over. But it wasn't until she got here that Ry found out she was staying the night. Also, her other best friend Deanna was home from girl scouts and as soon as she got home came over. So these three girls had a ball. Then Deanna went home. The girls, Whitneys twins, Ken, Brayden, Mark, and I all just enjoyed each others company.
No comments:
Post a Comment