Good Morning Craughers! We made it through another week, thankfully, and here we are in Spring.  We made it.  We made it to the other side of winter.  I don’t want to hear about any cold weather that is coming in or you are still experiencing, we fucking made it and the sun  and green is coming and that is what matters. It was an interesting week, so let’s get into it and see what rocked my face off. Also, as always, I would love to hear what rocked your face off as well! 

Seeing Clearly. My son’s father took me to court, again, to set up visitation.  He has not seen our son in FIVE years.  In 2021, he failed a drug test and then disappeared.  He called me in 2023 and asked to set up something, and we agreed to supervised visits at my kiddo’s counseling center.  Moodswing bailed on that too, right before reunification, which of course broke my kid’s heart.  So, I thought we were done with the nonsense. Nope.  So, yesterday I had to sit and hear the same old bullshit, as if nothing has changed in five years.  It was so gross and obnoxious.  In the past I would have tried to defend myself from every lie he told and argued, but I just presented facts and explained that my son cannot handle having him disappear again.  That because it has been five years he does not know him and they need to do the supervised reunification that we had agreed on.  Fortunately the Judge agreed.  So, I am thankful that I am no longer seeing the potential of the father he could be and seeing the father he is.  I am grateful to be shown, once again, I made the correct choice in leaving him all those years ago.  And the Judge putting my kid first rocks my face off. Also, Moodswing bringing up my dogs STILL because he has always been so fucking jealous? Cherry on top and I sure as shit wasn’t going to correct him and say Nico had passed. I hope Nico haunts his ass. 

Faith. In all of it, some of it and that it will eventually turn out.  The world is ACTUALLY LITTERALLY on fucking fire and let’s be honest we are in the end times of the United States.  And what do we do when the corporation we live in starts going bankrupt? We have faith that a mom and (okay. not pop) shop comes in and rebuilds from the ground up.  We have faith that in total destruction something beautiful can bloom in its place.  We all have known this place was whack, all the way down to our small-town systems.  All based on racism, money and sex.  We have the opportunity now to change that. It rocks my face off that we have that chance and that my son will be able to be an adult in a kinder and more educated country.  

Okay I need to get busy and try and scrounge up money for tonight’s school carnival. Here is the round up list for this week: 

Coffee, hazelnut creamer, my car still working!, antibiotics working!, my electric not being shut off yet, figuring out how to hook my son’s VR headset to the computer (kinda), new music, my brothers, running water, Craughing having a theme song (go check it out on tiktok), and you reader.  Thanks for being here another week. Keep going. 

Much love, all ways, always.  

Craughing Girl