The puppies are all fine. I am amazed each and every day at how quickly they are growing and changing. I have five tiny miracles right here in my living room.
Shawn may be back to work on Monday. His bosses are still out of the country, doing God knows what, while their employees are all waiting to work again so that they can do silly little things like, oh, I dunno, pay the rent??? You know, silly things like that.
Nothing much ever changes with Shawn's family. I really thought after we lost his sister last year that things would change with us. With them.
It looked as though things had improved, actually.
Family members were calling me by name, not just her or she. Nope, for the first few months, I heard my name.
Oh, yes, I hate my name, but having any of them call me Biddie doesn't sound right.
That was then.
A month or so ago, one of Shawn's family members called the house looking for Shawn or Brenda.
Come one. We have been together for more than 7 years now.
I was tempted to over look that.
I DID overlook that.
Then, today, the bullshit started all over again. Shawn's mom said some things to Shawn today that had him beyond upset..Livid, in fact.
It seems that no one in that family can wrap their tiny little minds around the fact that yes, we are a couple. (Couple of what??) Shawn has helped me raise these kids longer than - well, longer than the bio fathers have been around.
I am just about ready to give up. What does it take to get through to these people? What have I done - or not done - to make them treat me like I am less than human?
I don't want it to get to me, but it does.
How can I pretend that something doesn't hurt me when it tears me up inside?