Letters for my Children to read

This blog is for my children to read in order to understand how I feel, even if I don't have a chance to share it with them because of the divorce and the fact that we do not live in the same house. When they are older I plan on sharing the fact that this blog is for them. I do not plan on using any details that would identify them.

Monday, June 29, 2009

My cell phone broke


my phone broke, mom doesn't seem like she wants to do anything about it. is there anything you could do about it? It really sucks not having one.






Yes.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

I am late again for work, should I just quit or what?


Well it wasn't exactly the call I was expecting, but it was nonetheless unexpectedly expected.

I am glad you took my advice and went to work. It sounds like you were prepared to be fired and all the drama that goes with it, but nothing happened.

And a week later either you are still working or ashamed to mentioned you got fired, but either way you have learned a valuable lesson, working is for those people who have the rest of the lives organized to show up on time and at least pretend they are doing something on the job.

Driving you to work everyday


First, it makes me proud that you have a job.

Second, you are awake most of the time I arrive at your mom's house.

Third, when you do fall asleep, you wake up quickly and jump out of the car.

Fourth, you have not yet learned it would help if you got to sleep at a decent hour to enjoy work a little more.

Fifth, the construction on campus is horrible.

Sixth, I am so proud of you.

Father's Day gift 2009


My youngest son Javier said as I dropped him off at his Pre-College Program dormitory that he was giving me his best Father's Day gift ever, three weeks without having to see him, feed him, take him somewhere or be nice to him.

Now I sort of understood his logic, for scarcely a day goes by without hearing from one of my four children asking for a ride, money or helping them get out of a predicament.

But one day without hearing from my children pains me to no end...

so I never call them except to wake them up and the morning and to remind them to come outside because I am waiting...

if I called them for any other reason, they would think i was lonely and had no friends...and maybe feel sorry for me and I could not let that happen.