Scalping

This is about my daughters father who tried to tell me how to parent our daughter after not being very involved for four years. He was jealous of my fiance.

Four years of feathers and Baby Einstein, the color purple and watching little fingers learn to grasp, throw food, tie, draw, and button. Four years of birthday parties, presents, and paper all over the floor and balloons that we set free and watch float up to the sun. Four years of wondering how the moon and sun can be in the sky together and deciding that they were planning a party for the stars. Four years of talking about the mansion we will never live in and the dog named "Rosie" that we may never own. Four years of hugs and tiny kisses and of brillant questions like the time we wondered if fireworks hurt the stars when they explode into the sky. Four years of struggle and hope and defeat and achievment when I was able to make filet mignon with hamburger. Four years of opinions and angry words and lawyers and The State and watching the people I love grow ever bitter. Four years of making mistakes and listen to everyone except me and trying to make them happy with only her and I to suffer. Now, after four years, you scalped a ticket to try to board our vessel of life that we have taken such pride in making "shabby chic". Well, we don't allow your kind on here, so get off.

 

Reviews

[Jessi]

This is [amazing]
so touche but in a way that makes the reader stop and think about single parents and what they go though
and the nerve of the other one to reveal their face after so many years...
Beautiful.