In any relationship,
no matter a passing friendship or a long-term marriage, if the two people
involved in that relationship do not get along it is both parties fault.
This holds true in
the relationship between Kelsey's father and I.
I've had to do a lot
of self-examination to clear this head of mine.
Having God, the
Bible and The 7 Habits of Highly Effective
People (or Teens) by Stephen Covey and his son Sean Covey has helped a GREAT deal!
Name anyone of those
habits and there was a lot for me to work on.
There still is.
Let's move on…
I met Kelsey's
father in August of 2002 at the High Kicker.
By mid October of
2002, I hadn't seen or heard from him in about a month. I had dreamed that maybe, just once, doing
things the wrong way would work out right.
No such luck.
At that time, I knew
just enough about Kelsey's father that I paid for and did an address search and
found out where he lives to this day when he's in Michigan.
When I didn't hear
anything more from him, I wrote him a letter poring my heart out to him.
Ultimately by the
time I sent that letter, I just wanted to know the truth.
Two days later there
was a knock at my door. The first words
out of his mouth were, "My fiancé get's the mail."
There it was, the
truth.
When I heard this, I
let Kelsey's father know that at some point I wanted a good relationship.
I don't believe that
you can knowingly participate in ruining a relationship and somehow expect to
have a good relationship as a result. (I
let myself be extremely blind and naïve.)
Kelsey's father
asked at that time if we could still be friends. I let him know that that would take time.
If I had not found
out in January of 2003 that I was pregnant, Kelsey's father would have never
heard from me again.
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