Lying in London

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“Patrick!” Rebecca cried. “What a wonderful thing to do! Look at that beautiful tray of food.”

“It’s the least I could do for us tonight. You had a long day of shopping. I had a long day exploring London.”

Rebecca and Patrick were on their way back to the States after a month in Europe. It was the first time they had been there together. They explored France and then took the train to Switzerland where Patrick had business. They had just finished a day in London. They were staying a wonderful old hotel in Trafalgar Square.

Patrick was ready to have a break from Rebecca, but she didn’t know that. She thought he would miss her as she would him. She also didn’t know he was visiting another woman today in London while she was out shopping.

They drank the wine and ate the lovely Stilton cheese from the tray, saving some of each for later. Then they took a late night walk in the Square. London was beautiful by night. It was a night Rebecca would never forget.

She cried when they parted the next day. By the time Patrick boarded his plane, he had already forgotten her.

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On Relationships – Haiku Interpretation

Haiku #2 – On Relationships
the sun will set slow
people go home for shelter
sun will rise again

Interpretation:

Some relationships die. Even good relationships sometimes die. Many die slowly, like the sun setting slowly. After a relationship dies, many people need time to grieve, to adjust, to deal with what is usually sadness. They retreat. Some retreat from social life for a time. Some retreat from life for awhile. They go to whatever they call home and seek shelter because home represents a reprieve from pain. Even though, at first, the people in a relationship that has died may not realize it, they will move past the pain. It may take a long time, or not so long, but they will start to feel better and feel lighter, and they will look around and it will seem like the sun has come up, like it has risen again.

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Welcome to    Incredible Blogging Marathon Challenge          #04

Given to you are five haiku’s. Pick any one and write your interpretation to it. You can build a story and make the haiku part of it. You can continue the haiku and make another poem out of it. Let the creativity wander and hunt it down the way you want.

Desolation

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They unpacked their luggage in the room on the top floor of the old house. The view was magnificent as they looked out onto the flats. Magnificent but disturbing somehow.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

She thought about it and looked at his face. A face that she was just now seeing for the first time in so many years.

“Why did you bring me here,” she asked, “to this desolate place?”

“I need to be with my girl.”

“Let’s relax and enjoy the view. Just be together,” she replied.

He smiled. He didn’t smile much anymore.

 

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*This post in response to Friday Fictioneers

Photo Credit to Lucy Fridkin

#SoCS November 26/16

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What an interesting two weeks it has been since I last posted a stream of consciousness post! My psyche is all over the place so I hope I can write, and you can follow, this post. It may not be pretty.

Of course, November is the start of the holiday season. I don’t really do the holidays or I should say I do it on a very limited basis. No reason to go into all the reasons but I will say that I lost both my parents at Christmas so that sort of did me in regarding the holidays. I do still like Thanksgiving, but I don’t have much family around anymore. I suspect many of you can relate to me when I say that my friends have become my family although I do still have a few close family members. I hate to say it but I am usually glad when the holidays are over. I really don’t mean to be a Scrooge.

I have some really fun events coming up during the month of December with my friends. I’m looking forward to those. I love to spend time with them. Several lunches. I’m also going to watch a performance of The Nutcracker with a friend later in December at a wonderful venue at a city nearby. Can hardly wait for that.

The last half of 2016 has been difficult for me. I had a really bad experience in my personal life. Actually, that is an understatement. It was a devastating experience. The kind that affects you for the rest of your life. I’m starting to get over it or maybe I should say get past it. I’m realizing that I was duped. My part in this was that I was too innocent and trusting. That is my nature, perhaps unfortunately. At my age, I don’t understand how I still remain so trusting but that seems to be the case. So I certainly own my part in this bad experience. I was not told the truth and even worse, I was convinced, over and over, of a lie. When that was revealed, it was humiliating and demeaning. I have had a really hard time coming to terms with it. It is starting to happen and I’m feeling better. To be honest with you, there was a long period of time when I didn’t think I’d ever feel better. I’m very grateful to my friends who were such a great help.

Here in the Ohio Valley, Kentucky to be precise, it is finally late fall and cold. Our weather has been unusual and very warm for fall. We’re supposed to have more warm weather on the way. The weather is definitely changing. I can remember, as a child, we had snow by now and snow on the ground until February. Now it’s 50 degrees and we are supposed to have weather even up to 60 degrees soon. No rain to speak of and we are in a moderate to extreme drought. November used to be a wet month here.

I have been doing a lot of writing and a lot of thinking about what I’m going to write. I have fiction on my mind although I also have some pieces I want to write that are non-fiction. I like to write non-fiction for the WordPress Discover Challenge. I’ve been participating in a lot of flash fiction challenges which are quick and fun. I really enjoy Chuck Wendig’s horror challenges though I never imagined myself writing horror.

Linda, I read your post about your call from the supposed Microsoft technician. Obviously a scam. I’ve had a call like that and I just hung up but your idea about having some fun with this guy is a great idea. Someone made the comment that you should work with him and pretend you are on an Apple computer to confuse him. I think that’s a great idea!

Have a good week, everyone! #amwriting #amblogging #writing #ChuckWendig #FFfAW

*This post is sponsored by Linda G. Hill

Thanks, Linda!

The Silver and the Divorce, Part 3

To read Part 1 of The Silver and the Divorce, click HERE.

To read Part 2 of The Silver and the Divorce, click HERE.

Now, here is Part 3 of The Silver and the Divorce!

Ana woke early the next morning to call her lawyer and make an appointment. She wanted to show Jack the property settlement that she and Walter had put together. She was lucky enough to get an appointment within just a couple of hours. As she got ready to go, she was nervous. She knew Jack, her attorney, would never approve.

“Good luck, sis,” Marcia said as Ana left to go to Jack’s office.

“I’ll need it, ” Ana replied. “Jack will never go for this.”

“I hope he doesn’t.”

Ana drove downtown toward Jack’s office and parked in the parking structure nearby. As she was locking her car, suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped a foot and turned around. It was Walter, very dressed up.

“Ana,” he said, “Why are you so dressed up just to come to Jack’s office?”

As Ana stood and stared at Walter, the old Elvis Presley song, Suspicious Minds, ran through her head. Here was Walter, even when they were getting a divorce, acting jealous and being sneaky just like when they were married. This was one of the things she couldn’t stand about him.

“Walter, what did you do? Follow me?”

Walter smiled that smarmy grin of his. “Well, Ana, I have to keep tabs on my wife. After all, you’ve proven you aren’t trustworthy. Anyway, I want to come with you to Jack’s office.”

Ana blew up. She told Walter that this is one of the reasons she was divorcing him. That she could not tolerate his sneakiness, following her, watching her, and that she would not live this way the rest of her life. Furthermore, Jack wasn’t his lawyer, only hers.

She said, “Walter, do you remember that old Elvis Presley song, Suspicious Minds, and what it says? That a couple can’t go on together if they are suspicious of one another. That it’s impossible to build a marriage on suspicion?”

“Oh, dammit, Ana, you always were some weird romantic.” Then, Walter grabbed her arm and tried to steer her out of the parking structure. Fortunately, Ana had her phone in her hand. She wrenched her arm away from Walter and told him to get out of her face or she would dial 911. He laughed at her and tried to grab her arm again. She raised the phone and pretended to dial 911 and Walter started running toward the exit. Ana got some good photos of him running away.

Ana had to lean up against her car and catch her breath. Walter was a tall, powerful man and that was not the first time he had tried to manhandle her. Her heart was pounding, she was breathing fast, and she was shaking all over.

After she straightened her clothes a bit, Ana started for Jack’s office, keeping an eye on her surroundings, watching for Walter. She made it to Jack’s office without seeing Walter again. After she and Jack exchanged greetings, she handed him the roughly written property settlement she and Walter had cobbled together.

“What’s this?” Jack asked.

“Jack, Walter and I talked and put together a rough property settlement.”

“Ana, you didn’t sign this damn thing, did you?”

“No.”

“That’s fortunate,” Jack said. “You should never have done this. I won’t have a client putting their own property settlement together. You can, of course, make suggestions.  But, you are too emotionally involved. Keep this. We can use certain elements of it, but certainly not the whole thing.”

Ana asked Jack to please at least read the handwritten document. Jack paged through it and looked up at Ana in astonishment. “You are kidding me, Ana,” he said. “No way is this going to be even close to your property settlement.”

“Why not, Jack? Because I’m giving Walter the house?”

Jack started to describe to Ana all the things wrong with the property settlement, including the fact that she was going to let her soon-to-be ex-husband just have her home. He was right in the middle of his explanation when the door flew open and in walked Walter.

“Walter, get out of my office,” Jack said.

“Why the hell should I leave? I know you’re discussing the property settlement.”

Jack responded, “Even if we are, I’m not your attorney and our discussions are private. Now get out.” Jack stood up.

Walter stepped forward toward Jack but then apparently thought better of a certain assault charge. “You better tell my wife to sign that property settlement or I’m going to beat the shit out of the two of you in court,” Jack said and walked out.

Ana had as much as she could take and tears started running down her face. “Oh, Jack. Do you see what I mean? If I don’t do what he wants, he’s going to leave me with nothing.”

Jack tried to reassure Ana that Walter was just being a bully and trying to scare her. The divorce laws of their state would not allow that to happen. He tried to tell her that the property would be split up approximately 50/50 although she might have to pay alimony for a time since her salary was much higher than Walter’s. But, Ana felt like she was going to lose her mind if this divorce was not over soon. Walter was so hard to deal with. The restraining order she had against him wasn’t worth the paper it was written on.

Before Ana left, Jack assured her he would set up a meeting with Walter’s attorney and start hammering out a reasonable property settlement.

Ana was upset as she left her attorney’s office. She was thinking about Ben, her former lover, the man with whom she had an affair before she and Walter split up. Her marriage to Walter would have ended anyway. Her affair probably just caused it to end a little sooner. The turmoil caused she and Ben to agree not to see each other but Ana misses him so much. They had been in each other’s lives for years. Ana decided to take a chance and give Ben a call at his office. Maybe they could get together, even for just a little while, and talk.

Ana pulled out her phone and dialed. Ben answered on the first ring. “Ana?” he says.

“Yes, Ben, it’s me. Are you busy?”

“No, I’m so glad to hear from you. How are you?”

“Oh, Ben. It’s so good to hear your voice. I miss you so much,” Ana says as tears streamed down her face. “Do you think we could get together for a late lunch?”

“Ana, Millie is at my house today. I’m sure she would be glad to put something together for lunch for us. That would give us some privacy to talk. Would that be OK?”

“Yes, Ben. That would be wonderful. What time?”

“Let’s make it 1 p.m. Ana, I can’t wait to see you,” Ben says.

Ana hung up with a smile breaking through her tears. She walked with a spring in her step back to her car. #amwriting #amblogging #writing #romance #fiction

 

 

 

Control, Manipulation, Judgment, and Criticism

People will do almost anything to get what they want. Some of it is evil. Some of it is just plain naive and stupid. My opinion is that using control, manipulation, judgment, and criticism to affect the actions of another person is just plain evil. When these tactics are used in the name of maintaining a relationship with another person, it is particularly evil.

Let’s take judgment and criticism, for example. If two people are in a relationship and one is a stronger personality than the other, then the stronger judging and criticizing the weaker’s actions can have rather dramatic effects. In the dictionary, the word “judgmental” refers to making judgements in an unhelpful or critical way. The stronger person can use this tactic in order to get the weaker to do their bidding in order to try to please them. Any behavior on the part of the weaker person in the relationship can bring judgement down on their head from the stronger one and they become like Pavlov’s dog. They start avoiding those supposed bad behaviors in order not to suffer the judgement and criticism of the stronger partner. The stronger partner may withhold affection in the form of love or sex or perform other punishments when bad behavior, or behavior they consider bad, happens.

If the weaker partner is dependent in some way on the stronger partner, this type of manipulation may simply make the weaker partner increasingly dependent. They start wanting the approval of the stronger partner and start modifying their behavior, even if there is nothing wrong with it at all.

As this occurs, the stronger partner is in control of the relationship and the weaker partner. Of course, this was the point of the judgement and criticism and manipulation. Control.

Would you want to be in a relationship if you had to have this type of control in order to keep it? No, I wouldn’t either. But, some people are insecure enough so that they think controlling another person is the only way they can have a relationship with another person.

Control, in a relationship, is not a good thing. There is something worse and it is called coercive control. Coercive control occurs when the following happens. Here are some coercive methods controlling partners use:

  1.  One partner tries to isolate the other partner and keep them from social interaction with other people unless they are together.
  2. One partner tries to keep the other from leaving the house alone.
  3. One partner monitors social media use, email, mail, and.phone conversations.
  4. One partner spies on or stalks the other partner.
  5. One partner may suggest to the other partner that they need some sort of drugs, either prescription drugs or other drugs for some sort of medical condition.

*Source: Huffington Post

Sometimes, the weaker partner just says “this is the way it is” and gives up their autonomy.

These are only five out of many methods of coercive control that controlling partners may use. The others are just as scary or more so.

What about the controlling partner? How did she/he become like this? Generally, due to childhood relationships. If a child feels no control in its life, that child may grow up as an insecure person who doesn’t feel they have any value in personal relationships. A minority of these children will grow up as people who participate in aberrant behavior. They will involve themselves in relationships with partners they can control which may devolve into coercive control. They can be quite dangerous.

If you find yourself in a relationship where your partner is judgemental and critical, which are both manipulative techniques that turn into control, find yourself another relationship. You may be with a person who is a sociopath or, at the very least, a person with few morals although they may appear to be a moral person on the surface.  These people may try to persecute others for things they have done themselves. #amwriting #amblogging #writing #control #manipulation

Part 2: The Silver and the Divorce

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The Introduction to The Silver and the Divorce can be read HERE. Now for the next installment:

Ana did not sleep very well that night. Not after the incident when Walter was supposed to just be mowing the yard. Instead, he lied his way into the house and tried to steal her silver. She tossed and turned all night as she occasionally woke to hear the sound of Walter’s motorcycle outside her house. She was up by 6 a.m. even though she did not have to go to work the next day.

When Ana got up, there sat her sister, Marcia, at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. Ana instantly felt terrible. Marcia was staying with her during her divorce so she wouldn’t have to be alone. Now Walter and his ridiculous actions had kept Marcia up all night.

“Sis, are you OK? Have you been up all night?” Ana asked.

“No,” Marcia replied. “There was a knock at the door around 5 a.m. It was Walter. I didn’t go to the door. I didn’t even consider letting him come in. What do you suppose he wanted?”

“Just to harass me some more, I would imagine. I’m so sorry you had to deal with that.”

Marcia said, “I didn’t deal with anything. I ignored the knock at the door. But, isn’t he under a restraining order not to come within 500 feet of you? He was certainly closer than that, Ana! He is not respecting the restraining order at all. That’s scary. I’m also glad neither of us are working right now.”

Ana and Marcia were teachers in their large city school system. Ana taught English in the high school, usually junior and senior English and English literature. Marcia taught Geometry in high school almost exclusively. It was summer and school was out. Their break was brief, but Ana felt fortunate she could deal with this divorce on the break. Marcia could stay with Ana this summer rather than in her own home because she had never been married, had no children, and she just locked up her house and left. She checked on her home frequently.

Ana sat down to have morning coffee with her sister. She was, indeed, concerned about Walter having such blatant disregard for the restraining order. She had to get a restraining order against Walter in the first place because he went so crazy when she asked him for a divorce. They had grown so far apart over the past several years of their marriage that Ana couldn’t believe he was even surprised. If he wasn’t, he surely did put on a good act.

Walter had gotten a small apartment nearby after the judge awarded Ana the house on a temporary basis. She had no intention of living there permanently. She had always hated that big house. They had bought it when Walter’s mother was alive in order to have a place large enough to care for her. She had passed away almost a  year ago now. Ana hoped they could amicably sell the house and divide the proceeds. She knew this was going to be a problem. Walter did not want to leave the neighborhood they had lived in for so long and, frankly, Ana could understand that.

“Marcia,” Ana said, “What should I do about this house in the divorce settlement?”

“You’re going to have to do what your lawyer says. Isn’t that to sell the house and divide the money you get from it?”

“Yes,” Ana said. “That’s what the lawyer says to do. But, I don’t necessarily feel that is the right thing to do. I’m the one that wants a divorce. Is it right that I should make Walter leave the neighborhood we’ve lived in for almost 20 years? These neighbors are like family to him. As you know, he has no family.”

“The only other option is for him to buy you out.”

“Marcia, you know he does not have the savings or the income coming in to do that. He can’t qualify on his own for that kind of loan. It seems to me the only other option is to give him my equity in the house and try to make it up somewhere else in the property settlement.”

“Ana, please,” Marcia says. “Walter checked out of this marriage a long time ago with his drinking and gambling. Do you think he would be half as kind to you?”

“No, of course he wouldn’t. But, shouldn’t I try to take the high road. After all, I’m the one who had the affair.”

Ana had been deeply unhappy in her marriage for many years out of the 20 years she and Walter had been married. Several years ago, she met a man, through mutual friends, and was tempted into an affair. That affair last three full years before Ana and the man involved called it off, realizing it wasn’t going anywhere. Unfortunately, Walter found out about the affair right before Ana ended it.

Walter went absolutely crazy after he found out about the affair. Instead of dealing with it with Ana, he told all their friends and neighbors, literally running up and down their street talking to everyone about it. He embarrassed Ana with everyone as much as possible until she finally had to throw him out of the house and file for the restraining order. She had become afraid of him. He started digging up their credit card bills to try to find out if she had spent any money while having this affair, vowing to make her pay it back to him as part of the property settlement.

Walter even said that he was going to take everything from her – the house, contents, money, and leave her destitute. Ana was so upset at the time that she couldn’t think enough to realize that her state was a no-fault divorce state. Instead of acting like a man and assuming any blame for the state of their marriage, Walter was high and mighty and blamed Ana for everything.

The funny thing was that Walter did not want the divorce. He wanted he and Ana to reconcile, even while trashing her to friends and neighbors and even her family. When he learned that Ana was serious about the divorce and was moving ahead with it, he became even more distraught. He threatened her in every way he possibly could while begging her to come back to him and not go through with the divorce. He could not seem to see that this was not the way to win Ana, or any woman, back.

“An affair,” Marcia scoffed. “Had I been you, I would have had 10 affairs. When Walter wasn’t laying on the couch, he was drinking or putting your money down slot machines. What in the hell was the big deal about an affair? You’re just feeling guilty.”

“Marcia, I’m afraid that, in an open court hearing, he will try to ruin my reputation and I am a teacher. I could lose my job. Maybe I should have tried harder to save my marriage.”

For God’s sake, Ana,” Marcia cried, “You did try. Remember that disastrous trip to Las Vegas you took with Walter a few months ago?”

A few month’s after their marriage blew up, Walter talked Ana into taking a trip with other couples in his company to Las Vegas for a few days. It was the most disastrous trip Ana had ever taken and really sealed their fate. When they got to their room in Las Vegas, Walter wanted to have sex immediately. Ana complied but it was a terrible experience. Then, Walter wanted them both to go to one of the casinos. So, they did. At the casino, Walter completely vanished – for hours. Ana shopped, played a little blackjack, stopped by the sports book. Walter was no where to be found. She walked alone back to the hotel. Walter did not show up until the middle of the night – very drunk.

The next day, Ana got a plane ticket and flew home while Walter was passed out.

“Oh, Marcia, I’ll never forget that horrible trip to Las Vegas,” Ana said. “I was foolish to take it. I don’t think I’ll ever have the stomach to go back to Las Vegas again.”

“I think you need to talk to your lawyer and start getting some advice about the property settlement. You’ve really avoided it up to now. I know you and Walter have discussed it, but he is acting too crazy to be logical. You’re going to have to get your lawyer to draw up something and just present it to his lawyer.”

Ana replied that she would think about it.

That afternoon, there was a knock at the door. It was Walter. He was nicely dressed. Ana answered the door. Walter asked if she would come outside and talk to him. So she did. He seemed calm and ready to talk. Ana knew she should have an attorney present, but this was her husband of 20 years. Surely, they could have a conversation.

Walter wanted to tell Ana one more time that he would like for them to get back together but if they could not, he wanted the house. He went on to say that she could have everything else, meaning the contents. He would take over the house payments. Ana got out a piece of paper and they started making a list. She told him she would take that list to Jack, her attorney, as soon as she could get an appointment. Ana knew she would be stuck with any debt they had since she made much more money than Walter. They ended the night on a conciliatory note.

Ana shared the list with Marcia who was absolutely against Ana and Walter making up their own property settlement. The divorce so far had been filled with such animosity and vitriol on Walter’s part. Marcia just did not think it would work. Also, where in the world would Ana live?

Ana shared with Marcia that she had quietly been looking at small homes on the other side of town. All she wanted was something small in a nice neighborhood as that was all she could take care of by herself. Ana and Marcia knew that, soon, they would have their own mother to take care of and they planned to share that responsibility. Ana was looking for a small home, possibly with mother-in-law quarters.She had not found anything suitable yet but she was optimistic.

Ana decided to take the list she and Walter made to Jack, her attorney, tomorrow and see what he thought. She felt pretty good about it. She felt she was more than fair to Walter and that she would be able to leave the marriage with a clear conscience.

Ana and Marcia talked some more and tonight, there was no motorcycle circling the house. But, unfortunately, Ana had no idea what was to come. #divorce #romance #blogging #amwriting #amblogging #writing

*Stay Tuned for Part 3, The Silver and the Divorce

@Copyright Rosemary Carlson 2016

#SoCS – Oct. 22/16 The Healing Power of the Ocean

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Most of the time, stream of consciousness posts don’t have a subject as you simply write whatever comes to mind. My thoughts today are on one subject and that is the healing power of the ocean and how, this past week, that healing power helped me.

I spent some time this week at the Atlantic Ocean. My favorite ocean because it’s the rough one, the wild one, and probably because it’s the first one I ever saw. I felt an affinity with the sea from the first moment I saw it, heard it, smelled it, and this week, that bond came right back to me. Do you know how I first react when I see the ocean? I cry. Every single time.

When I went to visit the ocean this time, I went with some very specific thoughts on my mind. They are still there although the power of the ocean has helped me at least partially resolve these thoughts. I’ve been feeling anger and confusion. Hurt and grief. All that will take a long time to go away, particularly the hurt which I suspect I will carry with me the rest of my life. Research supports that the sound of crashing waves has a healing effect on our minds and bodies as it causes us to enter deep states of relaxation. For weeks now, relaxation has escaped me. While at the ocean, I kept my oceanfront balcony door open, even all night, so I could hear the crashing waves. Somehow, I knew that would help me. Even though the nights were very cool, I slept listening to the sound of a rather rough Atlantic’s waves hitting the shore. I felt better every day.

The philosopher, Plato, said, “The sea cures all ailments of man.”

As I sat on that beach in Virginia and looked at the horizon, I felt a very fundamental shift in my thinking. The anger and confusion I’ve felt for so many weeks started to drain away. I started to understand, not what had happened, but my own reaction to it. The grief I felt didn’t seem quite so deep and gut-wrenching.

As I walked barefoot on the sand and waded in the sea water, I remembered what I had read about the healing powers of the sea. Not only can the ocean produce calmness, but it can actually change our perception about our lives, restore harmony in our souls, and restore our hope and open-mindedness. It is grounding. Looking at the horizon, on the other hand, provides us with a view of our future. That it is endless and limitless. I needed to feel all of these things and the Atlantic didn’t let me down. By the time I left, I had a new perspective and new hope. Before I arrived, I didn’t feel like I would ever have any hope again.

I’ve only been back home a couple of days but the feelings I got from being by the big, beautiful Atlantic haven’t left me. Although the hurt from the events which caused me to need to seek the solace of the ocean will always be with me, now I feel I can move forward with my life in a positive manner.

Grief is a process that you move through in stages. Sometimes, it takes a long time. Other times, not so long. You are never quite the same after you grieve someone or something. Grief changes you in a fundamental way. Time does not help, unlike the old saying alleges. What does help is understanding your grief and coming to terms with it. You have to accept you’ll never be quite the same ever again and find ways to live your life to accommodate that. The deep hurt that accompanies grief is what, I think, makes us who we are as people. What we can’t do is let that hurt stop us from living our very best lives.#amwriting #amblogging #writing #grief #SoCS

This post is part of #SoCS.

Thanks, Linda!

The Silver and the Divorce

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Waiting on this divorce was so hard. Ana couldn’t wait until the property settlement was worked out and it was all finally in motion. That hadn’t happened yet. Now her soon-to-be ex-husband was outside mowing the yard. He was not really supposed to be on the property and now, on top of that, someone was knocking at the door. Ana went to the door. Her husband was standing there.

“Ana, I need to come in, cool off, and get a drink of water. It’s hot out here,” Walter said, her husband. Ana, being a kind soul, lets Walter inside. Instead of walking into the kitchen to get a glass of water, Walter walked straight to the living room and the silver chest. He reached in, took the small silver chest out, and started to walk outside.

“What in the hell are you doing?” Ana cried.

“What does it look like?” Walter said.

While he was distracted, Ana grabbed the silver chest out of his hands before he could get out the door. She thought he was going to hit her.

“Give that back to me,” Walter said.

Ana said, “Walter, I inherited that silver. That is not yours. Don’t you dare think you can remove that from this house.” Walter tried to grab it from her again.

Ana’s sister was temporarily living with her during her divorce as they didn’t feel, even before this incident, they could trust Walter. Marcia was standing in the living room, getting ready to dial 911 on the phone.

Marcia said, “Walter, I’m calling the police if you don’t get out of this house immediately.”

Walter didn’t leave. Instead, he started taunting the two women. Calling Ana names. Saying terrible things. Marcia immediately called the police and they didn’t take long to show up. There must have been a cruiser in the area.

A male and female police officer exited the cruiser and Ana went outside and told the officers what had happened, over Walter’s screams and insults. Ana felt her temper about to explode as she had been through a lot with Walter already, during the course of the separation. She was trying to keep her emotions in check and having a hard time doing it.

The male officer took Walter aside to talk to him as the female officer talked to Ana. There was a restraining order against Walter. He wasn’t even supposed to be there, let alone removing property from the house. The officer’s told Walter to leave and Ana to go inside the house. Before Walter left, he continued to scream insults at Ana. Ana was about to explode and the female officer could tell. She had her hand on Ana’s arm.

Finally, Walter said the wrong thing before the officer’s could get him off the property. He screamed insults about Ana’s family and the fact she had inherited a number of items from them. This was a sensitive subject between them as Ana’s family had always been good to Walter and loved him. It was enough to cause Ana’s temper to finally blow.

Suddenly, Ana did not care that two police officers were standing in the yard with she and Walter. She saw the metal gas can on the lawn right next to her and she picked it up and swung it at Walter’s head. Not once, but twice. Had Walter not ducked, she would have hit him with it. All the while, Ana was returning the screaming insults at Walter as he began to call her a crazy whore. He had pushed her too far.

The action was almost too fast for the police officers but as Walter came toward Ana, the male police officer grabbed Walter as the female police officer just kept her hand on Ana’s arm and quietly told her to shut up right now. Walter had clearly violated the restraining order but Ana had also tried to assault him, even though she did it to protect herself, her sister, and her property.

Walter was sent away with a warning not to come back on the property while he was under the restraining order. Ana was warned, by a giggling female police officer, not to assault her husband no matter how tempting it was. Everyone went to their respective corners.

As Ana and Marcia tried to relax that evening by reading and watching television, they could hear Walter’s motorcycle circling and circling the block. Ana thought of her silver and decided to sleep with it under her bed. #amwriting #amblogging #writing #romance #divorce #blogpropellant

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