Desperate Measures

Sometimes things don’t always go according to the master plan.

I’m having trouble with this as I like everything to follow my master plans. When they don’t, I have trouble regrouping.

However, minor setbacks can be a GOOD thing. They remind us that we can’t always depend on the things we feel we should. The law won’t protect me from a madman, so I’ll have to protect myself.

Minor setbacks also remind me not to be so damned nice (somewhere Drew is reading this & CHEERING). I’ve always tried to maintain a cordial relationship with my ex for the sake of my daughters & gotten hurt every time. Maybe it’s time for no more Miss Nice MH…@ least where the divorce is concerned.

That’s my fatal flaw; the refusal to believe anyone, even the man who physically & emotionally abused & tortured me for months could be completely evil. My naive search for the good in everyone keeps costing me, now my personal safety. Sometimes, you’ve gotta accept that some people are just cruel, horrible monsters & the good died long ago when they spit in their pregnant wife’s face & called her a whore.

I’m not saying its wrong to believe that almost everyone is essentially good. I still believe that most people are good, kind people. I just need to open my eyes and see that some people are capable of being very bad & stop searching for good that isn’t there. Otherwise the girls & I are going to keep ending up in harm’s way.

Family Friendly?

Family is such a subjective term.

Last week, a homosexual couple were asked to leave a Blenheim Tim Horton’s because it was a “family friendly” environment. My first thought was that this was beyond rude. Then, I thought about how hilarious the idea of “family friendly” was.

It’s no secret that my family puts the fun back in dysfunctional. I was raised in the system & my daughters consider my friends their aunts & uncles. The sheer concept of this white bread, picket fence, 2.5 kids, hetero parents & a dog makes me laugh because so few people have that family.

The definition of family has changed so much, it’s hard to define what is & what isn’t. I’m a single mom raising three girls with little help from their dad. It’s not the Disney ending, but here we are. 50 years ago, a multi racial couple was horrible & a male teacher was a dedicated educator. Now, the former is the norm & the latter under suspicion. Single parents, step parents, multi racial families are part of normal life now, why wouldn’t a same sex just be another form of the normal family?

I have a girlfriend who plans to start a family with her wife. It breaks my heart to think that their family could be called anything but a normal family. It makes me sadder still to know that a common law couple who dresses a dog as their child would be considered more of a family than theirs.

Just because the group doesn’t fit the cookie cutter family, it doesn’t make them any less a family. As long as there is love, you’re a family & I’m sorry Tim Horton’s but love is always family friendly.