I'm shocked to say that you've brought tears of relief to my eyes for a moment. Must be composed in front of my little one, though. Big hugs go out to you. I finally feel like someone's hand took mine...I've been holding it out for such a long time. The Lord has finally shown me the way to open hearts.
As for handing over the bills...I've tried. Let them go on until the shut-off notices came. He won't pay them. He said he'll just move. He said yesterday that if he does that, there's no reason to keep me. That was a shocker. He said, "I fixed the roof, I go to work... if I pay the bills...what are you here for?" I must say that shocked me, too. I wasn't very nice in reply. I said, "I'll bet you're probably raising your own children, keeping your own house, buying your own groceries, cooking your own meals, washing your own clothes, cutting your own grass, doing your own taxes, painting your own house, balancing the checkbook...well, geeze...I must be rich, too. So THIS is living large? Huh." I just don't like him sometimes. Usually he's just negligent and absent...not offensive beyond belief. I wonder why I think I'm doing everything, and he thinks he's doing everything. Hey! And I fixed half of the roof. Humph. Sometimes I think he has no idea what it's like to live with a 4 year old attached to your hip. Let alone all the other stuff along with that.
I know he needs to find the Lord. If he were a Christian, I wouldn't be expected to do everything but go to work. Right now that sounds like the easiest. The neighbors tease me for cutting the grass, and painting the house (in good weather) while my husband watches TV or goes to his friends to play video games. And some stuff I just can't do...like getting up on a ladder when Nikki is outside. What if I fell? I can't leave her responsible for "taking care of me" in an emergency. I'm supposed to take care of her.
Sorry...I'm ranting. Please pray that I'm supported. I want emotional and financial support while I raise my baby. I've worked all my life, and I've never been this poor until I put the responsibility into some else's hands. Raising my baby is my priority...knowing they won't take my baby's house away is very important, too. I'm desperately wanting to feel supported and unafraid.
You fellow Christians are helping by leaps and bounds. Please remember me and Nikki.
I'm sending you all LOVE and prayers. Thank you.
PS: Nikki is having dreams that sea turtles are attacking her and I was right there and didn't help. I told her that would NEVER happen. I'd fight a grizzly bear if I had to--to keep her safe. I'm afraid my doing taxes, and fixing houses, and doing dishes and cooking, etc. is making her feel neglected. Please pray for my little angel, too.
Sorry we're such a mess.
As for handing over the bills...I've tried. Let them go on until the shut-off notices came. He won't pay them. He said he'll just move. He said yesterday that if he does that, there's no reason to keep me. That was a shocker. He said, "I fixed the roof, I go to work... if I pay the bills...what are you here for?" I must say that shocked me, too. I wasn't very nice in reply. I said, "I'll bet you're probably raising your own children, keeping your own house, buying your own groceries, cooking your own meals, washing your own clothes, cutting your own grass, doing your own taxes, painting your own house, balancing the checkbook...well, geeze...I must be rich, too. So THIS is living large? Huh." I just don't like him sometimes. Usually he's just negligent and absent...not offensive beyond belief. I wonder why I think I'm doing everything, and he thinks he's doing everything. Hey! And I fixed half of the roof. Humph. Sometimes I think he has no idea what it's like to live with a 4 year old attached to your hip. Let alone all the other stuff along with that.
I know he needs to find the Lord. If he were a Christian, I wouldn't be expected to do everything but go to work. Right now that sounds like the easiest. The neighbors tease me for cutting the grass, and painting the house (in good weather) while my husband watches TV or goes to his friends to play video games. And some stuff I just can't do...like getting up on a ladder when Nikki is outside. What if I fell? I can't leave her responsible for "taking care of me" in an emergency. I'm supposed to take care of her.
Sorry...I'm ranting. Please pray that I'm supported. I want emotional and financial support while I raise my baby. I've worked all my life, and I've never been this poor until I put the responsibility into some else's hands. Raising my baby is my priority...knowing they won't take my baby's house away is very important, too. I'm desperately wanting to feel supported and unafraid.
You fellow Christians are helping by leaps and bounds. Please remember me and Nikki.
I'm sending you all LOVE and prayers. Thank you.
PS: Nikki is having dreams that sea turtles are attacking her and I was right there and didn't help. I told her that would NEVER happen. I'd fight a grizzly bear if I had to--to keep her safe. I'm afraid my doing taxes, and fixing houses, and doing dishes and cooking, etc. is making her feel neglected. Please pray for my little angel, too.
Sorry we're such a mess.
...Keep the faith, and God bless 