Acceptance

No excerpt from the book tonight.

My daughter was over in my house for a few hours this afternoon. Am separated so it typically every second weekend and maybe a few hours on a weekday that she is with me.

I moved into my house in the summer. It is surrounded by houses with married couples so I keep to myself. The wives don't want to be seen to be too friendly with a "separated man" and the husbands don't want a separated man to be visiting their house. Its just the way it it. Anyway it doesn't bother me - my friends are people I have things in common with and they mostly live in the city.

We went for a walk today and a lovely thing happened. The kids from the neighbours house asked my daughter if she wanted to play football with them. They knew her because last week a neighbour (a woman with a good heart too) was passing by and asked my daughter if she would like to walk up to the school with her to collect the local kids.

From that came the invite to include her today. An hour later she was still playing with six or seven of the local kids.

May not seem like much, but it meant a lot to me. Sometimes I feel bad for my daughter that she lives between two houses an hour apart. Yet I know the alternative is worse(growing up with parents who really shouldn't be living together). But I want to lessen the impact on her of it. Today was the start of her being accepted by the neighbours kids.

That meant so much to me

Good nite

hug
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That's nice. I can understand that, for both her and you.
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