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Jul 4, 2011

The very first night we get to our new place and my husband has to make another trip to the old house to this one. He choses to do it roundtrip and no stops. That is 16 hours --one way. I don't know how he did it but he did. When he was finished unpacking those things that he brought he went to bed in our new master bedroom!
I love the house and the yard! I love that the kids rooms are on the opposite side of the house and that we actually had a master bedroom. I love the fact that they had their own bathroom and we have ours. Ours was inside the bedroom so all the more privacy and quiet. The kids are coming into their early teens and this was a very good thing to have.
We are situated on a long street in a huge neighborhood and I like that you can see houses for as long as your vision allows you to see. This is also great because we can keep a watch on the girls for the most part.
So we are surrounded by boxes stacked four high and all around us. It is hard to see anyone else in the house without going through a maze of boxes. Thank goodness my husband set all the furniture up the last time he was here! We at least had beds to sleep in until we cold sort through all those boxes. While my husband was on his long treck the girls and I started to unpack--kitchen first! It was located on the right side as you walked into the house. It was a small, what you could call a "Galley Kitchen". Only two people could fit in it at a time and that would be one on one end and the other on the other end of the kitchen. We had a dishwasher and that was a huge plus! The small laundry room was just on the other side of the kitchen. It had a place for large shelves and we used that to our advantage. A door was located on the end of the house in the Laundry room. It opened to the outside and was located inside the fenced in yard. That was excellent because then we could leave the dog in and out there if they were muddy or wet.
The living area was a greatroom with the dining area in the front and the rest in the back. At the back of the great room there were a set of sliding glass doors and a window. I loved the louvered windows they have down south! Ours were almost from the ceiling to the floor. There was also two in the front beside the front door.
On the left were the two bedrooms opening toward each other and the bathroom in between. The front bedroom was smaller then the back bedroom and our youngest decided to take that one. They did share the big bedroom at one time when we had a friend of ours stay for a short time and he slept in the small room.
We were finally all moved in and the girls had already made a new friend from across the street. They lived in a very small house, but it was just her and her dad. He drove a truck and was gone most of the time. This was one contention of mine later on. They eventually moved out of state and I think she moved in with her mother. That was a very sad time. Anyway she was a delightful girl and we all loved her very much and she was always welcomed in our house. We never heard from her again.
They also made another friend from next door and she was a very good firend indeed to them. I was friends with her mother as well and we would talk alot and visit each other often. They eventually moved out too.
My oldest daughter really made friends with a girl who lived three blocks away. They did everything together! The talked on the phone for hours and had lots of sleep overs and sometimes I thought that she lived with us. She had two brothers and didn't want to be bothered by them. They kept in touch for a long time after she moved and then life happened to both of them and they lost touch. It would be interesting to see how all the friends fared in life so far. Wouldn't it be grand if they could all get together as sort of like a re-union of friends.
Life was grand down here for this girls! They had girl and boy friends, parties, and even Sotfball!
Durng the summer, when school was out, there was a program that the parks and recreation board operated. I loved it because it gave them something to do. It was run on the weekdays. They were not obligated to do it. All they had to do was be there at a certain time in the morning and sign in. Each day during the week they took a bus to different places and had things to do for the children. They went to places like the water park or the beach or to the movies or they even had a game day where they played board games. I sure wish they had that everywhere! The kids were on that bus at least three days during the week. They especially loved going to the wter park. Sometimes they just chose to stay at home and watch T.V. or sleep. It didn't matter to me as I was a SAHM.
There was also a girl's Softball team that was just getting started and I put them both on the team. It was great and I cheered them all on from the side lines. One of the girls needed some self-esteem and I got that going for her. We had such good times with that and I still have one of my girl's bat from that. It was alot of fun and alot of good memories! I didn't get to meet most of the moms because they worked. The ball park was in walking distance to the girl's houses and if it wasn't I got the car and picked them up and took them and brought them back home. I was known as Mom's Taxi Service!
After we got moved in the company in which my husband got a transfer from told him that he didn't have a job. This was about a week after we moved it. It just didn't make any sense to us. We couldn't understand why they would fork over the money to actually move us and pay the van and the company and then tell us he didn't have a job. So we scrambled for jobs. Both of us did some work for a temp agancy picking up bricks from construction sites. Yeah it was very hard work for those of us who never been in that kind of heat and it was a grueling 10 hour day.
After that my husband told me not to work like that anymore and I ended up staying home with the girls. He eventually found a job working at a computer firm after three temp jobs.
The job that he got was a salaried position in a Theme Park setting. They took full advantage of that and he ended up working some 60+ hours a week. Now he had to drive about an hour each way to work. It was hard work for him and he really liked the job but not the taking advantage of him like that. We upgraded his resume and he was off looking for another job.
This next job was a better one and it was in an upscale company. They eventually sent him to an office that was 4 hours away, which they told us was only going to be 2 months. It ended up being 6 months. He was allowed every other weekend to come home and they paid for the travel and gas money. That was very hard on us.
I didn't have any concrete proof but I suspected that he was having an affair while living there. Some of the signs were, he didn't answer the phone when he told me that he was going to be at home there and he brought me gifts out of the blue. Oh and a biggy, when he did get home I was to wait on him hand and foot--wasn't bad because I liked that, but he wanted 6 course meals and some outrageous things such as that. I volunteered for the local Elementary School and didn't get home until around 5 becasue I had to walk 2 miles each way to get there and back. By the time I got home I was completely soaked by sweat and very exhausted and he knew that.
Other strange things occurred too. When he had his wekend at home he would have me dress in my sexiets ligerie and tell me to go into the bedroom and he would be in right away. Each time I would wait for about a half hour and then go to see what was keeping him. I thought that he fell asleep on the couch or something. What I saw was very hurtful. I didn't say anything the first time but was VERY hurt. He had relieved himself already in the half hour time period and left me hanging. This wasn't just one time but many times that he did this. Yes, people told me to go out and help him and be a good wife--only how could I when he had alredy finished off and behind my back.
I tried to get us into counseling becaue I wanted to save this marriage and I really did not believe in divorce at all. I thought that we had a good chance. Only he told me that it was all my problem and he wasn't going to go. That was fine. I finally got a councelor that ehlped me thrugh my rape and he went with me one time--rght after we signed the divorce papers. All he could say was that he didn't know it was that bad. The look the counselor gave him---I would have not wanted to be in his shoes. Although he was an a**hole during the whole thing, not believing me and all that.
Oh yes the divorce! Well he told me one day that he wanted a divorce--right out of the blue. I was kind of shocked and at the same time relived. First thing I thought of was the girls and how they were going to take it. We fought all the time and then I thought and said out loud, "Where do I sign the papers". I had had enough of his crap. Both girls were in their mid teens and took it well. Then we called out parents and other family members. It was an uncontested divorce and in that state they usually don't have much of a waiting period. Thinking back now I really wished I had a lawyer because he took me or should I say didn't give me but $1500.00 and that was suppsed to get me somewhere. That wasn't a month --that was just one lump sum.
I had a temp job at the time and was going to get a permanent one, but that didn't work either. I called in sick on day and called the temp company 3 times to report that I wasn't going to be there. The next day I get a call saying that I was let go becaeu I didn't not call them to tell them that I was not going to be there. Funny thing is--it happened to three other people who worked there. We got together and compared notes and the company is not longer in business. I lost out though and I didn't have a place to live--not on $1500.00. It was very stressful, but this wasnt the end of this.
I was still talking to the guy that I was having an affair with in the last state. Well we just talked on the phone and it wasn't long phone calls. I was getting paid out of the budget and I had saved enough money to take a train ride to his apartment. While I was there I wasn't allowed outside. Something just didn't weem right with that and I asked him and also found womens' shoes in his apartment. I found out that he was married and they were trying to get back together. So I decided to help him get back together with hsi wife by tlaking it out. Of course she wasn't there, but I could at least talk to him since I had known him for along time. Silly me for thinking that I knew him----that revelation will come later.
Anyway, after getting off the bus and him picking me up and getting to his apartment he made dinner and had to go back out. I went to open my suticase to find the most vilest letter I have ever read. He told me that I had an Acid-tongue towards my daughter's and that I was being charged with some child thing or something. He came back home and I was all upset and I let him read the letter. I had no idea what my husband was talking about with the kids. We were having problems with the 13 year old because of the way that she was dressing for school and I didn't approve of it--at all. That is a normal thing with some teens. I ripped up the letter and he put me back on the train the next day. What a wasted trip and a waste of money!
When I got home the crap hit the fan. My husband had left for his office 4 hours away and the girls hwere at school. Child Protective Services came to my door. Of course I let them in. There was a woman and a man. The sat at my dining room table and interrogated me. All I remember doing was pacing the floor crying and saying, "I can't believe this is happening to me". I told them that every single time that I had teens around there was always another adult with us. I couldn't understand what they were charging me with. I think this lasted about a hour--but felt like days! Finally the women asked if I had said anything to anyone that might have been taken the wrong way. That is when it popped into my mind. I had told one of the mother's of one of the teen boys that I took to the mall with many other teens that "I loved them all." Well she took it as some kind of sexual thing---GROSS!!! They had talked to all the kids that I was ever in contact with individually at their schools, including my two daughters. Not one of them could understand what the heck they were talking about. The case was closed for insufficient evidence. My god if that woman didn't trust me like that she should have just not let her son go with us! To this day I have no idea where this woman's head was. The teens were like 17 years old and like I said earlier I was the "Mom's Taxi Service". Was she jealous or what? None of us get it--even my girls to this day. They tell me not to tell anyone, but why--I didn't do anything. I guess I was to learn to be compassionate to thos who have been wrongly accused of crimes or things they didn't commit too. That is what it did partially. Now when certain things come up with kids accusing teachers and that--I second guess who tells on them and why. I do know that some teachers really did those things, but some haven't and they are scarred for life just as if they did do them. Society is just weird like that. All it takes is just one paranoid person to destroy someone's life forever.
This was happening at the same time I was in the process of getting our divorce finalized. Friends kept asking me why I didn't drink or take drugs at this time. I knew that they would only make things worse--like if they could get any worse! Well they did........
Before I tell you how it got worse and that will be in the next chapter let me take you on the journey of my spiritual growth that I had in this place. It was profound and enlightening and scary all at the same time.
When the girl moved out across the street we had new neighbors about six months later. They were very nice people. they had lived in that state forever and they just moved here from another town close by. She was into esoteric and psychic stuff. She was the one who helped me on my journey about myself. While there I learned about new gifts that I have or ones that I had not known about previously. To this day I don't have that knowing as I did when growing up. What I do have now is the ability to see where other's are sick in their bodies. I don't even have to be around them. Just thinking about them and I get the picture in my mind. It's like a black spot. I am able to heal from a distance. Sometimes when I see these black spot or globs more like it, I can manipulate them in my mind and either make them dissapate and go away or make them smaller. I am able to hover my hands about 4 inches over a person's body and can feel a coldness in the part that needs healing. I think this is really wierd and awesome at the same time! I haven't done this for a while now, but I bet I can still do it.
While there I learned about chakras, the light of protection and the light of healing and the limitlessness of what I could and couldn't do. I learned that some things had to come only when I was ready for them. If I pushed the issue it would delay it further.
There was a time that I could see a girl and later found out that it was two girls, like twins. This girl would be dressed in black dresses with scop necklines and long sleeves. They both had black hair one was short and the other long. I could see them come up the walkeway which when in front of the house from the side so they had to pass in front of the windows. Though as they would get to the door they would disappear. They did this every single day at about 4 in the afternoon. My daughter's saw them too, so I kenw I wsn't seeing things. All we could figure was that these girls got in a nasty car accident on the way home from school and they were coming home. It was odd. It stopped after about a month.
One time, and this is really spooky, I saw my husband walk up the walk and when he came to the door he also disappeared. It was so real that I told the girls their father was home early and to clean up the house really quick. I even went into the kitchen to start dinner. The thing was is he wasn't anywhere near the house and he was just leaving work and wouldn't be home for an hour and a half. It was so real! He didn't get into any accidents or anything, which is what I thought that it would be...but wasn't.
Another thing that I experienced was a vlack blob would hang onver my bedroom and it kind of spooked me. I told someone about this and they told me that it was an univited spirit to to tell it to leave me alone. So the next time tht I saw it, I told it to go away and leave me alone......and it did just that. I never saw it again.
Oh the Points of light. President Bush--the older one, always talked about the Points of light. I had a different version. Sometimes I would see these gold wheels floating in the air and on the tips of the spokes there would be a different color and they would sparkle like gems. I never knew what they were and they didn't come very often and eventually just went away.
Ever see like small comets fly thought the air that were silver? I have and I have had many of those and there would be like three or four of them at once and they would just fly through the air around me. I had seen a few while living at this house and later on in another house.
The weirdest thing that happened to me living there was the Quija Board and what it told me. I will never forget this. My neughbor and I were just paying around with it and my daughters and her daughter were in the same room. It told me that my husband and my daughter would be in a really bad car acident. It said that my husband would be killed and my oldest daughter would be hanging halfway our the opened passenger side door. We were very afraid of this. I didn't want them to be in an accident or anything. This was way before any divorce isssues had come up. What is was telling me in the parables or riddles was tht we would get a divorce and the my oldest daughter would be caught in between. Since her body was mostly still in the car she would be living with her dad and he would be totally out of my life. We put the pieces together some years after the divorce and both my daughters and I came to this very same conclusion. That freaked us out. We tried to burn the board and it wouldn't burn. We thought this was just a hoax that they said that it wouldn't burn-----but it wasn't. We also tried to throw it in the trash and somehow it always came back to us. We finally took it to the dump and left it there and we broke it up so no one could use it.
The best thing that I learned was self hypnosis and my own special place while there. I learned how to see or *visualize* the colored walls (RGBIV) and to go down the 21 steps and then take out my very special key. I would unlock and open the door and go to my special place where I could see things that happened in my past, in my present and in my future on my very own TV or Movie Screen. I watched them like I would be watching a program--with no emotions. *A Whisper from OZ* moment as I had this happen once before with Jesus. Anyone I wished to communicate with I could just call them on my special phone. During the next couple of years I used this tool many times.
Minus the trouble with the divorce and the Child Protective Services this was a very fun and free time for the girls and I. We all grew in many ways without any obstacles.
Life was about to take another right angle turn. Coming up in Chapter 5--Stress will wrek havoc on my life in more ways then just one.
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