so the judge asked very few questions. numbers do not lie. and she got to work, banging out numbers based on pay stubs and cold hard facts.
when i asked for help he so flippantly responded, that i had no choice. we had to go to court. i had reached the end of my ability to do this entirely alone. i needed help. court mandated help if that is what it took.
so, when she said what she did, my attorney's mouth dropped open, and i cried.
justice lit upon me.
i told him, before we even went,
i would have been so much nicer to you than they will be.and it proved true. i am not feeling bad about it, because he forced my hand. he dared me to take him to court. he would not help me any other way. now, he has no choice but to help.
the judge ordered it. may it be so.
and i cried.
is this all you earn?she asked
i've been a stay at home, homeschooling mom for fourteen years,i replied.
and she asked me no further questions. we left, grateful.
i only wish that he doesn't force me back into court, that he accepts this as the best it will get. and that, now that i have some breathing space. some, don't have to work till i drop time, that i can buy a real bed, and pay off the mounting bills.
it is well my dear ones, it is well.
that which i needed has come to me.
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