Some victories are hard won and long awaited. Today marked one of those moments... I had my last custody conciliation meeting.. I know it's the last because my son turns 18 in November. The last time my ex will use the opportunity of appearing in public to try to attack and discredit the mother of his three children, of which he tried his utmost. What did I want? Equal travel for visitation.. I wasn't asking for much, it all comes at such a high price. And I won some kind of victory in that. As I looked at the face pouring out lies and inappropriate talk I saw how far I'd come from believing the man spouting them long ago, and it was so much garbage, but I'm sure, this is the last time.
