The Text Message

 

Dear Blog,

 

I know that many people thought that what my dad did was correct, that perhaps his answer to my text had a purpose. I know people think that he answered it that way, knowing I would have to text my husband and therefore resume communication with him. It would seem that it was some kind of “tough love”. But in reality it wasn’t. His answer was simply his honest answer, “No. I will not talk to her.”

I hope that he rethought it through. I hope he realized that he wasn’t nice of him not wanting to help me. But I’d rather not dwell on it or think about it longer than needed to. I found another solution, luckily Gerry was there for me.

I guess it was to be expected. He is my husband after all, but it’s nice to know that beyond being my husband he is my friend as well. I don’t think I will be writing during the next couple of days, at least not while I am on vacations. I need some time off, I need to clear my mind. Most of all, I need to spend time with the family and spend time with my mother. I haven’t seen her in a year, and while I am very grateful that technology allows us to stay in touch via Facetime or Skype, I still miss her. I miss her hugs, her comforting words and sometimes I miss our arguments.

So I will be taking a short break. At least for awhile. At least while I am visiting. Two weeks will go by very fast, although hopefully not too fast.

 

Till next time.

love

D.C.

Not giving up. I will fight for us.

I'm finally on the plane to my final destination. It's been a hectic ride. I missed my second flight because they gave me the wrong gate, however I was able to make I thanks to the fact that they had me on the Stand by list for the next flight. I was able to call my mother on a pay phone while I waited for my flight, but I wasn't sure if I'd be on the 1 o'clock or 4 o'clock flight. I told her that if I was on the earlier flight I wouldn't be able to call her.

Since I was lucky enough to get on the earlier flight I texted mt dad to ask him if he could call her and let her know. I'd been communicating with him since Gerry and I are still rocky after our huge fall out fight. I guess things are very "iffy" with us right now, I've been staying at my fathers house for the past two nights and he drove me to the airport. 

When I texted my dad asking him if he could call my mom, I got a message back saying "You really expect ME to call her?". My heart broke all over again. I can't believe that almost two years after their separation he still won't even consider speaking with her. He has completely written her out of his life. I didn't think twice and texted back saying "Nevermind. My husband will do it. I'll text you back when I land." 

Next thing I did was text Gerry. I told him I needed him to do me a favor, that my plane was delayed and I needed someone to let my mom know. I wasn't sure if he would answer or do it. But two minutes later I got a message from him that said. "Sure. I called her. She knows. Have a safe trip. Xoxo." 

I hugged the phone to my heart. As hurt as we may be and as angry as we are at each other I am grateful for the fact that in an "emergency" like this he will put feeling aside and help me out. I texted him back. "Thank you. Love you. I'll call you tonight. Xoxo." 

As I sit here looking out the plane window, deep in my heart I am trying to making a silent promise that we won't end up like my parents. "We are different" I chant to myself. "We are stronger. Our love for each other, as different as it may be, it is stronger than others. We will not fall. We will not break apart." 

I will see how I feel after these two week vacations, but I am considering the move. I am considering following my husband to another city for his job. I'm a teacher, I will find something else. 

I still don't know how I feel. But in know one thing is for sure. This is worth fighting for. MY marriage is worth fighting for. 

Till next time. 

Desirae Valdespino