My first four children were raised by me, in a little logging camp: along with their womanizer/ predator father. They haven't forgiven me for leaving him. The second man in my life had no children, so we prepared and planned for a child, one who would be part of the "best" of my life. He became bipolar, and left when she was 3 years old. Her older siblings raised her. I worked at every job I could find, to support her. I also had some disastrous relationships, men and drinking problems, along with cancer scares, and bad health. I have a wonderful man in my life now, ( in our 60's) who makes me very happy, and even though he hasn't a clue as to how to relate to children, he has tried. She has turned all the children against us, citing our 'oldfashioned' rules, lack of attention to bad behaviour by the grandchildren, and practically caused a split over these problems. Now she has gotten violent. She attacked my partner, punched him in the face, broke his glasses and gave him a black eye. He instinctly raised his hand and slapped her back. She was holding her 5 month old baby at the time, and yelling her head off, and nearly let the baby drop from her left arm onto the campfire and woodpile. I reached down to grab him, to protect him, and she kicked me on the left side of my head and chest and screamed...."don't touch my baby!" I ended up on the ground, another man came between she and my partner, and someone else took the baby. The police were called, and she became the victim. We have been accused of causing the fight, being drunk and disorderly, and sending her to the hospital with a 'cracked' jaw. My other children believe her diatribe, and feel that I haven't ever stopped "causing fights and drunken brawls in the family" Now I am being kept from my other grandchildren because I will be "intorducing this next generation" into the world of booze, and out-of-control behaviour.
Episodes from 20 years ago are drawn upon again and again, to put me down, and not allow any forgiveness for having
a. left the father they loved, and
b. taking up with these 'no-mind' men who don'f fit into their lives. I am 64 years old, and would like to know when it will stop. When can I just sit back and enjoy life as most people do when they are retired?
My youngest daughter is a tall, beautiful kickboxer--she teaches at a fitness centre. The rest are all capable, well-mannered, civic minded individuals who have done well for themselves. Did't I ever have some part in seeing to it that they were brought up with some kind of care and love? It seems not.