As I sit here this morning, I am remembering the pain was DH was experiencing last night. The tears were welled up in his eyes about his oldest daughter. He told me how he was trying to convince himself that it was no big deal, so he had not told me. On Monday, he had talked to his BD13. He asked how her weekend was and she said "great, I went golfing with Uncle Mike!" Well, it doesn't seem like this may be upsetting. But, the circumstances are that she has been bitterly mad at my DH since the divorce 2 years ago (separation 3 years ago), and she does nothing but take every jab she can to hurt him. The BM moved the girls to Georgia almost immediately after the divorce because her brothers and sister live there. Of course, my DH has to agree to this in mediation, a decision he regrets terribly. This only allowed his BD13 to pretend he did not even exist and continues to blame him for the divorce and even moving. Of course, in her comments "Georgia is the best place, they were meant to be there". He was set to visit them at the end of the month, but after the weekend that I described in my first blog, he decided not to go. He told the BM the other day, and then told both his daughters last night. Of course, there was no dissappointment in their reactions.

Both the girls are set to visit this summer for 5 weeks. My SD13 just turns our home upside down with us walking on eggshells and dealing with her negative "I don't want to be here" attitude. I told him last night maybe he needed to pray on whether to have her come or not. My SD8 would have to make the tirp herself, and although she would fight it, she has a personality that adapts much better to her surroundings and would thrive without the negativity of her sister.

It was a sad night.