Comments on: Time marches on http://afamilysheartbreak.com/2010/07/time-marches-on/ News and Discussion about Parental Alienation and A Family's Heartbreak. Sat, 04 Feb 2012 14:20:02 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.3 By: Marion Palm http://afamilysheartbreak.com/2010/07/time-marches-on/comment-page-1/#comment-866 Marion Palm Thu, 21 Oct 2010 13:39:51 +0000 http://afamilysheartbreak.com/?p=417#comment-866 The posting reminded me of how I have tried to get my son to bring his son to NYC, so I could take him around the Museum of Natural History, as my father did with his father. I have 2 grandchildren from that son that I have not seen in 3 years and I am afraid I will lose their childhood just as I lost the childhood of my adult grandchild. My adult grandchild who calls his grandfather's third wife, grandma and I met for an hour over coffee in Starbucks when he was in NYC to interview for med school. He spent our whole time together texting and consulting his cell although we had not seen each other in at least 5 years. He said: "see you soon", when I saw him off in a cab with his mother and I haven't seen him or talked to him since some 9 months ago, so its da ja vu all over again. I learned he came into the city with his girlfriend, but I was not invited to meet her. The heartbreak never stops and it's all I can do not to get depressed as they don't visit and any visit to them gets interferred with by the other parent needing something or getting sick o whatever. I'm glad there is a name for this because I thought I was alone. The posting reminded me of how I have tried to get my son to bring his son to NYC, so I could take him around the Museum of Natural History, as my father did with his father. I have 2 grandchildren from that son that I have not seen in 3 years and I am afraid I will lose their childhood just as I lost the childhood of my adult grandchild. My adult grandchild who calls his grandfather’s third wife, grandma and I met for an hour over coffee in Starbucks when he was in NYC to interview for med school. He spent our whole time together texting and consulting his cell although we had not seen each other in at least 5 years. He said: “see you soon”, when I saw him off in a cab with his mother and I haven’t seen him or talked to him since some 9 months ago, so its da ja vu all over again. I learned he came into the city with his girlfriend, but I was not invited to meet her. The heartbreak never stops and it’s all I can do not to get depressed as they don’t visit and any visit to them gets interferred with by the other parent needing something or getting sick o whatever. I’m glad there is a name for this because I thought I was alone.

]]> By: T. Smith http://afamilysheartbreak.com/2010/07/time-marches-on/comment-page-1/#comment-466 T. Smith Wed, 14 Jul 2010 01:46:23 +0000 http://afamilysheartbreak.com/?p=417#comment-466 This Sept my younger of 2 daughters will turn 21 (the older is 25 and totally brainwashed against seeing me) after 12 yrs of total and absolute estrangement from me. It actually all started 16 yrs ago but it took their mother 4 yrs to pull them totally out of my via the courts ($ buys many things). Her turning 21 is a watershed because at that point I can contact or pursue them both without the mother having any real ability (except for maybe more crazy accusations) to impact it legally. It is an exciting moment to think of that upcoming bDay --- yet it also brings a great dispair - affirmation that I missed their childhoods and that will never ever be recovered, neither for me or for the children. Life can be cruel and hard - never could I have dreamt in my wildest imagination my life could follow this path. My goals were always modest and basic - get a solid education, a good job, work hard have a family and enjoy the process of it all best I could. Now I know life demands much stronger goals and some great perseverance at times - stealing away someones children is likely stealing a piece of their life. But time can bring magic - today that is what I hope for, that my daughters may grasp truth and reality one day before everything has past. This Sept my younger of 2 daughters will turn 21 (the older is 25 and totally brainwashed against seeing me) after 12 yrs of total and absolute estrangement from me. It actually all started 16 yrs ago but it took their mother 4 yrs to pull them totally out of my via the courts ($ buys many things). Her turning 21 is a watershed because at that point I can contact or pursue them both without the mother having any real ability (except for maybe more crazy accusations) to impact it legally.

It is an exciting moment to think of that upcoming bDay — yet it also brings a great dispair – affirmation that I missed their childhoods and that will never ever be recovered, neither for me or for the children.

Life can be cruel and hard – never could I have dreamt in my wildest imagination my life could follow this path. My goals were always modest and basic – get a solid education, a good job, work hard have a family and enjoy the process of it all best I could. Now I know life demands much stronger goals and some great perseverance at times – stealing away someones children is likely stealing a piece of their life. But time can bring magic – today that is what I hope for, that my daughters may grasp truth and reality one day before everything has past.

]]> By: Annabelle Twilley Richardson http://afamilysheartbreak.com/2010/07/time-marches-on/comment-page-1/#comment-464 Annabelle Twilley Richardson Tue, 13 Jul 2010 22:58:41 +0000 http://afamilysheartbreak.com/?p=417#comment-464 Sometimes, if we are really lucky, this internet technology will permit us access to dialogue and even pictures of our kids...as they are now. I remember when I finally lucked out with Google, and found my child's completely open blog, learning about her life, her likes and dislikes, her marriage, and the birth of her child. It was a highly emotional experience to "catch up" and "catch a glimpse" of the woman my daughter had become. And even if I was pussled, wasn't too keen or happy about what I learned, I was extremely grateful that I gained a more realistic glimpse of this person who had dwelled in my heart for so long. She blocked me when she found out I had found her, but for that bit of time two years ago, I learned, adjusted, to how she had "grown upZ" And every now and then, I try again, stretching out the 'net, to try and find her once again. This old lady is so grateful for this modern technology. Sometimes, if we are really lucky, this internet technology will permit us access to dialogue and even pictures of our kids…as they are now. I remember when I finally lucked out with Google, and found my child’s completely open blog, learning about her life, her likes and dislikes, her marriage, and the birth of her child. It was a highly emotional experience to “catch up” and “catch a glimpse” of the woman my daughter had become. And even if I was pussled, wasn’t too keen or happy about what I learned, I was extremely grateful that I gained a more realistic glimpse of this person who had dwelled in my heart for so long.
She blocked me when she found out I had found her, but for that bit of time two years ago, I learned, adjusted, to how she had “grown upZ” And every now and then, I try again, stretching out the ‘net, to try and find her once again. This old lady is so grateful for this modern technology.

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