I Just Want To Thank My Mom?
It is really hard being a single mother, especially when you get no help. I have been trying for the last year to get child support, but so far have only gained $50. That is equivalent to $4.17 per month!!!! Seriously, in the real world what I am supposed to do with $4.17 every month???? Maybe I can pay the Macy*s bill that he left me with? No Way! Come on, that does not even begin to cover electricity or gas. There is no way that I can survive as a single mother with $4.17 per month. And just because he chooses not to be a part of her life does not mean that he should not have to pay anything for her well being. He gladly helped bring her into this world and promised me this wonderful, comfortable life, and then suddenly because he finds that cocaine is more stimulating to him than his own daughter's first step, for example, to me is disgusting. It's no surprise that her first word was not "Daddy".
Anyway, I filed for child support in March, but he conveniently evaded the authorities as he has been trained to do for 28 years in the US as an immigrant. In October they finally caught up to him and tried to enforce that he pay a very low sum of only $405; but of course he would rather keep that money for his nose candy, and so he filed a retaliation to say that I have kept his daughter from him, and that he has been paying $300 a month. I can't believe the lies installed in this man. Why would you not want your own flesh and blood to have the best in life? Why would you not sacrifice your own luxuries for your child? I know I would. I know I have. I know that I am appalled by the behavior of a man that I thought I knew. A man I thought, after 15 years, that I had chosen well.
In the end there is a woman and a child who are victims of a drug abuser. A really wonderful little girl who has no idea of the bad choices her own father has made. An amazing star child who is unaware of the hardships she will have to endure because her father chose cocaine over her. The saddest part is she loves her father so much and only hopes and believes in the fantasy stories he prevails upon her. Her unconditional love persists through his own conditional addiction.
In conclusion I wonder about all the talented people that get up to accept their awards (for whatever they have achieved). For every Oscar that is accepted, I wonder why they always thank their moms, and I hope that it is because of all those mothers, and their self sacrifices, that they finally see the light. Hope is a feeling that guides my every day.
Anyway, I filed for child support in March, but he conveniently evaded the authorities as he has been trained to do for 28 years in the US as an immigrant. In October they finally caught up to him and tried to enforce that he pay a very low sum of only $405; but of course he would rather keep that money for his nose candy, and so he filed a retaliation to say that I have kept his daughter from him, and that he has been paying $300 a month. I can't believe the lies installed in this man. Why would you not want your own flesh and blood to have the best in life? Why would you not sacrifice your own luxuries for your child? I know I would. I know I have. I know that I am appalled by the behavior of a man that I thought I knew. A man I thought, after 15 years, that I had chosen well.
In the end there is a woman and a child who are victims of a drug abuser. A really wonderful little girl who has no idea of the bad choices her own father has made. An amazing star child who is unaware of the hardships she will have to endure because her father chose cocaine over her. The saddest part is she loves her father so much and only hopes and believes in the fantasy stories he prevails upon her. Her unconditional love persists through his own conditional addiction.
In conclusion I wonder about all the talented people that get up to accept their awards (for whatever they have achieved). For every Oscar that is accepted, I wonder why they always thank their moms, and I hope that it is because of all those mothers, and their self sacrifices, that they finally see the light. Hope is a feeling that guides my every day.
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