The memorial service for my ex and the father of our daughter took place this morning. Just as I had seen in a vision I pretty much ended up sitting alone. Also just as I had imagined my biological family, except for my oldest son and youngest grandson, treated me as if I was invisible. Our daughter completely ignored the fact that her father and I were married for 27 years, in her memories. Someone close to her said, "how does she think she got here?". Osmosis perhaps?
The intentional slap in the face was almost complete when I stopped to flip through a book of photos on the way out. I spotted more than one that clearly showed I was in his life. I was happy to know it wasn't all in my mind!
As a friend of mine reminded me tonight, karma will respond to this hurtful situation. I'm trying to tell myself it doesn't matter, but so far it isn't working. I am grateful for the chats I had with long time friends who attended the service. They saved the day for me.
I have always felt that this blog is being written to help other people going through a like experience. If that is true please do not treat people as if they don't matter just because you have a problem that you cannot deal with in a mature manner.