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Catch your thoughts....
April 19, 2014
My Reason for being...
May 1, 2013
'Guilty of Libel...?'
June 3, 2014
January 9, 2014
Not long after the initial 'No Contact' came a visit by her daughter to Spain. Understandably, this was difficult, especially as she received the brunt of the disapproval at her staying at my home for the initial part of her holiday.
During her stay, we tentatively broached the possibility of smoothing things over with her, believing this would be preferable, for the sake of him and my son, who missed him terribly... But she declined the offer of a meeting, stating that it would be too traumatic and that she was so deeply hurt by my actions that she would find it too emotional to meet...
Looking back... I am glad. It was the best thing she could have done, although at the time I felt rejected. But little did I know, the bigger rejection was still to come.
I can recall this event so vividly. I was in my office, at work, and my cell phone rang, displaying a cell number I recognized. I was so excited! I ran into my friends office next door and gesticulated 'It's him!' This was the first time he had called me in a couple of months...
I answered, and he was surprised... asking what I was doing answering the phone...? Yes, he had dialled my number by mistake! 'These damn phones! I thought I had dialled her, but my eyes are so bad, I must have dialled your number instead. We're at the mall and she's disappeared... no doubt spending my money... I was trying to call her, not you...'
My disappointment was huge. It was a mistake. My world came crashing down. I recovered enough composure to ask him if we could arrange to meet. Maybe at the golf club 'We would love to see you... he misses you... doesn't understand... he's too young...'
'Please... do not bring him into this. Do not use him to fight your battles and try to make us feel the guilt. You have brought this upon him... not us. Too much water has passed under the bridge and she will never forgive you... there are many things over the years that we will never forgive you for... too much damage has been done... and I have made my choice. She asked me to choose... you or her... and of course, I chose her... I am too old to consider divorce...'
Those words were like a stake being pushed through my heart... and turned, so that I had to experience the pain of my heart breaking over and over... My friend was with me and comforted me. My grieving began all over again.
That was it. That was the final contact with him. He had made his choice. The choice she had given him. She had made him choose between her or his first born child. She finally had, what I was to realize years later through my counselling, she had always wanted. She was rid of me and had him all to herself...