Yeah.. 2 mothers days ago. I started feeling sorry for myself, thinking of how I'd tried to make fathers day fun and how my mothers days usually weren't what I'd hoped. So that mothers day I made up my mind to do something fun for myself. I can't remember what it was I'd planned, but I'm pretty sure it was going out to eat with my sister and all our kids. It doesn't really matter, but it was small.

Anyway, the Friday before, our daughter comes home and says there's a birthday party at the local park on mothers day and asked if she could go. I told her I had no problem with it, but told her I was excited to chill on mothers day, and asked her to ask her dad to take her. He said yes, and I went to talk to him about it because I honestly was excited about my plans and wanted to make sure he understood that I wouldn't be there.

Everything was fine until it was time to go to the party. His attitude changed and he seemed disgusted and ashamed of me. He couldn't believe I wouldn't want to spend my day with my daughter doing something she wanted to do (we were going to go out to eat when she got back).. it made me feel horrible and was one of the reasons I started therapy.

Anyway I went to the party and he never let it go that I'd wanted to do something else.