Right now, my girls are all making "feel better" cards for daddy. they know something is not right in our house. they know that something is wrong with daddy. no matter what we do to make them feel that everything is ok, it still seems to get to them.
today, the paper ran a story bringing to light accusations being made against my husband. earlier this week, an email was circulated to a very large group of people. very little of the email was true. very few of the quotes were correct. many quotes were twisted and used out of context.
it seems to me that nobody cares about the truth. it's not important. it's not nearly as fun as demanding a man's head. no one considers (or cares about) the effect this has on my children. no one cares if they're worried about daddy. my youngest actually asked if mommy and daddy were getting divorced. i don't think my husband has slept in days. come to think of it, i don't think he's eaten much either. tonight, instead of attending my monthly book club meeting, i'll be eating out, hiding my face behind a book, then i'll be taking myself to the movies to hide in the dark.
more than anything, i want my children to feel loved, feel safe and secure. i want to teach them that the good always wins and that truth will always prevail. i want them to stand up for themselves and what is right, not to hide, not to be scared off by other people. i want to teach them to have respect for all people and to not sweat the small stuff. how can we teach them these things when it's so obvious to them that mommy and daddy aren't so sure. right now, i don't feel like we can guarantee any of these things.