So the social worker came and saw that it was B.S. and took down Howard's name and left us alone to enjoy the rest of our day. Soph was so scared, and that is what angers me the most. She hugged me hard this morning and said I was her MOST favorite mommy ever. Little sweet pea.
I'm trying to move forward with compassion and get the anger out of me. It's a lovely day in August; my daughter is off skating; I had a fun dinner last night; my new desk is being put together in my office; soon I'll go do Pilates. My life is so amazing, and I'm so filled with gratitude for so many things. His evil cannot hurt me, though I must admit I'm tired of its touch and wish it would just dissolve away.
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