Done, The End

 Once again, I posted twice in one day and got my sequence out of whack. Bear with me as I continue to purge my mind of this woman!

My son called one day to invite me to make a quick trip to his home to attend his wedding! A sweet civil ceremony in his house, with his dad and his mom being his only family in attendance. No, he did not invite his girls. We were all pretty sure the evil one would have shown up with them and ruined the day. 

The wedding proves to still be something else she can bring up to her children and remind them that they had not been included. Besides the fact that their mom would have brought tension to the day, his girls are not well behaved. They do not show respect to their elders, looking at everyone older than them as providers of whatever they might want at the moment. This is not how my daughter-in-law raised her own children and not how I raised mine. I won't say that my daughter-in-law dislikes the girls, she hardly knows them, but she is not one to disregard their behavior. They are rude and demanding, to put it bluntly.

Life went on, my son finally found a job in his field of expertise and started to get his life back on track. I won't give you any details, but the evil one remains unaware of his good fortune. His child support did not go up. 

My daughter-in-law and I can communicate with translation on our phones. She let me know that he was paying delivery service nightly for the girls' evening meal. They would all want different food and that meant he paid for three separate deliveries. If they needed something for school, he would buy it and take it to them. On more than one occasion, they had to call him for feminine hygiene products that their mom told them she could not afford!

On our last visit, things came to a head. The first thing I was informed of was that my son had agreed to pay off a $12,000 credit card for the evil one. I absorbed that info and looked for a way to approach my son that would not reveal that his wife had confided in me. Not to worry, my husband was there when she told me. Those of you that are familiar with the "HeWho" character that is my mate will not be surprised to know that he is not a keeper of confidences. His approach to a delicate situation is, shall we say blunt.

So, my son had some explaining to do to make us understand his reasoning. Keep in mind that all my son wants is peace. Here's the story: She is put upon because she ALWAYS has the girls and is ALWAYS responsible for them and she wanted him to take them for the summer. His answer was no. She accused his wife of hating the girls because they are black. His excuse has always been that there is no room at his house because he has renters, which is true. Her compromise was that he provide her with additional child support in the amount of $1000 per month for 12 months. He agreed just to make her shut up.

It took some doing, but we finally all agreed that she would never stop asking for more. No matter how much money or effort, it would never be enough. Besides that, only two of the girls still live at home. The oldest will soon be 22, then 20 and 17. Not exactly needing a babysitter! But they are a thorn in her side. They leave messes in their wake, and she thinks my son should come and clean up whatever she refuses to do.

He had agreed to the extra money already and when he withdrew his agreement, she threatened to call his probation officer and "tell him what is going on". My son told her that was fine. His probation officer listened to her carefully worded complaint, then contacted my son and told him she was out of her mind. Funny, how the world seeing her for what she is has emboldened my son.

She texted him with a list of items he should purchase for "the girls" and that she expected him a 9 am on that Sunday to clean Child Three's room. The items included laundry detergent, dishwasher detergent, cat litter and breakfast type groceries. He ignored it. All that day she texted and tried to call him, and I am so proud to tell you that he ignored all the calls and texts.

I imagined the bad witch in Wizard of Oz crying, "I'm melting ...." when she got no reply from him. Her other demands that have gone unanswered? She wants him to recarpet her house and fix all the things that are in need of repair because Child Three will graduate next year, and the house needs to be perfect for the party! After all, it is the least he can do, since he won't host a party for the child.

Her next step was to relay what the probation officer told her. According to her, my son had better meet the demands or find himself behind bars again. That one failed to reap results for her, so now, she is texting him in a group with his children.

Child One is especially targeted with phone calls telling her to tell her dad that she wants her child support. Since the child support that is court ordered is delivered by the state (like she wanted), her claim that he did not pay is pretty pathetic. She wants that extra grand she thought she had locked him into. 

Child One who lives in a different city and works at Walmart while she finishes college that she earned a scholarship for told her dad that she is sick of the phone calls from her crazy mother and to please make her stop, that the payments are none of her business. My son loves his girls, and this one is closer to him than her sisters. He explained how the child support is deposited into evil one's account by the state and that it should be her business, since her mother gets money for her that she does not offer to the child to help her support herself while she is in school. 

He hates to participate in this game! I don't. Since she has chosen to let the children be a part of her campaign to make their dad the villain, it is only fair for them to hear both sides. Daily he tells me what she is doing next in her texts. So far, she has told the girls that she can't afford detergent, so they need to do their laundry elsewhere, if they come home, they must provide their own toilet paper, the dishes will have to be washed by hand and not to expect to eat there!

Child Two lives with a boyfriend, so only the youngest child is actually living there. When Other Gramma's husband died, he left her in decent shape. No mortgage and a nice bank account that would keep her comfortable until she died. Her daughter bankrupted her. She had to take a loan on her house to meet her credit card bills. The youngest child was the apple of Other Gramma's eye and anything good about the child is due to Other Gramma's love. 

A couple of years ago, Other Gramma was dispatched to pick up Child Two, the most demanding child, having learned manipulation skills from her mom. On the way home, Other Gramma was distracted and ran a red light and plowed into a telephone pole. The child was uninjured, but Other Gramma broke her sternum and a neck bone. After this, her health declined rapidly. They found cancer and treated it, but she died early this year, devastating Child Three. She had moved to assisted care and the child could walk there from school and would spend weekends with Other Gramma.

The evil one's take away from this? It was my son's fault. He should have been picking up his daughter, despite not knowing about it until it was too late for him to pick her up. So, when the accident happened, she expected my son to be on call night and day. To alleviate the problem, he bought his wife a new car. She did not ask for or really need a new car, but he did it and gave the old car to Child One. He still maintains insurance and such expenses for the car, but it enabled her to help cart her sisters around.

When Other Gramma died, the evil one was left to deal with all the arrangements and financial closings of her mother's life. According to her, her brother refused to help settle anything or make any arrangements and she sold the house and closed out accounts and paid all the bills left and she was left with nothing. I would have said, "So?" had she told me this tale of woe. Her mother pretty much gave her everything before she died. And, really, who is to know that she is telling the truth about benefitting nothing?

The funeral will not be until this August, and she wants my son to pay for catering the event! He won't, of course, but she has a big set of balls to even ask! And why wait so long to have a service? Geez, I hope she is not a freezer somewhere waiting to go in the ground!

There are so many things that I either have forgotten or don't even know about. Every day I reinforce my unconditional love for my son. When someone says unconditional love, it is not a license to get away with anything. He knows this. He knows that he can break my heart, and I will still love him, but that I will still not approve of his actions. My son is a good, if somewhat gullible person. He is kind to everyone and will give them the benefit of doubt until they show otherwise. He is much kinder than I am. Kind men are rare, a special breed of people. My daddy was a kind man, and my son is so very much like him. He looks like him and his mannerisms mimic my daddy. So odd, since because my dad was so loyal to my mom, my son did not grow up with any influence from Daddy.

So, this is the end of my story, I am fully purged. What will I write about now? Dogs, turtles, travels and a husband who inspires me daily!