Thoughtful Thursday: An open letter.

To whom it may concern:

I have to send you honest and heartfelt thanks.  Without your duplicity, your psychosis, your abuse, your greed, your jealously... essentially, without all of your best qualities, I would not be where I am today.

Where is that, you ask? I'm delighted to tell you that I'm in the best place anyone who wants a family can be.  I am in the arms of a man who truly fits the cliche "soul mate" bill. I have two beautiful children, one of which was his before he ever had one with you.  We are embarking on a journey together that can only end in good things.  We are no longer encumbered by your lies, or living in fear of retribution.  We sits together at the dinner table over food that we've prepared as a team, with the children helping.  We read to the children, and we send them off to sleep.  Then, at some point thereafter, we sleep soundly in each other's arms.

Don't think that you haven't hurt us; you have.  But by your fabrications, by the hurt you caused, you brought us together in the first place, when we had both long given up and written the other off as someone we were thankful to never know and wished we'd never met to begin with.  We were wrong, plain and simple!  We have laughed over and over that if we had been adult enough to try and continue our friendship when Kinder Major was conceived, that Blueberry Nights would be home with us, safe, no longer subject to your emotional and borderline physical abuse.  Then, the sobering reality not that she could have been, but that there's little extra we can do for her, silences us.  In our home, unlike in yours, there will be no delineation between half and whole.  There will be no step.  There is love, and only love.  She will come to us as though she'd never left, with a snack on the table and some fun surprise planned to celebrate her joyous homecoming.   Joyous.  That is absolutely what it is.  She is my soul mate's daughter, she is my daughter's sister.  She will always, in every way, be welcomed and loved.

I'm unexpectedly bringing this to a close.  I had a lot of other things I thought I wanted to say to you.  Things about your lies, things about the people you've hurt.  I changed my mind.  I said thank you for bringing Pater Puerii and I together, and I told you I will always love his daughter.  His daughter, his daughter, and his son.  Children of my heart.  With all of that said, with you knowing how appreciative I am for your deceit and your cruelty, I find myself done.

P.S. You should never have had the jaw surgery.  At least beforehand, we thought it was the jaw that made you so incredibly unattractive.  Now that it's been broken and moved forward?  Yeah.  You really are ugly, inside and out.