If you are new to this blog, you may want to read the posts “In a Nutshell” or go to July 2012 and read “Sending out a Letter.” My daughter Emma Katherine Roey lied about a friend being raped and attempting suicide, claimed to have been molested by a priest, and then, just as her attorneys were about to file a law suit, Emma accused her mother (me) of physically abusing her and later of poisoning her with DDT. Emma claimed to have a toxicology report to confirm that her mother (me, again!) poisoned her, but would never turn over this report to my attorney. If you read through the blog, you will find many other examples of Emma’s lying. At one point, she even complained about the way her dad touched her and that he called her a “bitch” and a “slut” everyday. (I refused to listen to her when she talked about her dad like that.) As long as Emma continues with the lies, I will tell her story. Love and thanks to all of you who read and have written to me. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: email@example.com Please continue to share the blog with others.
Those of you that know me or have be following the blog, know this blog is mainly about Emma, but it’s also about me, as the estranged parent, navigating the waters through this whole ordeal of losing my child and my marriage. I can be a little sarcastic, or maybe tongue-in-cheek, which some find endearing, and others may find annoying. It is what it is and that’s just me. Enjoy!
I guess there’s always going to be that time you see your ex-spouse for the first time since your divorce. For me, running into Phill was definitely a surprise. Was it some sort of cosmic joke, or did God put Phill in my path again for a reason? Or maybe put me in Phill’s path for a reason? I have yet to figure that one out!
I’d done my usual thing when I have a Saturday off from work and went to help with Pet adoptions. Because I’d had a long week at work and wasn’t home much, I took my little dog to adoptions as well as the three puppies I was transporting. Afterwards, I returned the puppies to their temporary home, and it was such a beautiful day, I wasn’t ready to go home. I almost took a walk where I dropped the puppies off, a familiar route to me, but I decided to go to Ft. Yargo instead. Those of you that know me know that I’m not going to go anywhere secluded, but it was such a nice day that thought there would enough people around that I wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.
It was late afternoon. The sun was starting to go down, it was cooling off, and I didn’t have my jacket, so I wasn’t going to stay too long. I walked along the lake, and through the woods, and I picked out a spot where I would turn around. When I got to that spot, there was a couple coming towards me, and I heard my husband’s voice going on, talking about campers or RVs and he was saying something about how he wasn’t sure if he wanted a 5th wheel or something else………………. (As you can see, the divorce sure hasn’t financially hurt Phill any. He already bought one camper, and now he’s talking about another.)
You can imagine, I was shocked to see Phill and the woman he was walking with. I don’t know what I would have said if I’d had time to prepare, hopefully something humourus, witty or even a little caustic, but like I said, I was taken by surprise.
Phill and the woman walked even closer and he glanced at me and said hello. He looked down at my little dog and asked, “Friendly Chihuaha or unfriendly Chihuahua?”
To which I replied, “You don’t recognize your own dog?”
I wish I could have taken a picture of Phill’s face when he realized it was ME, the evil ex-wife! And I thought I was in shock! Phill was even worse! Of course afterwards, I wished I hadn’t said anything and just waited to see how long it took him to recognize me.
Phill reached down to pet his former dog, who paid no attention to him and didn’t even recognize him as being someone he knew.
I then asked “So, is this your girlfriend?”
Phill said, “Yes, this is Kim.” (Kim Chassion) and then he turned to Kim and said, “My ex-.” (Apparently, I don’t have a name.)
Kim said hi and immediately corrected Phill, looking at me and saying, “We’re friends.”
I reminded Phill that the alimony was late again, and he claimed to have sent it. (I guess technically it’s alimony, but the amount Phill has to pay me came out to about ½ the depressed value of our home in the down economy. Not a bad deal to get rid of your wife and keep the house and all the furnishings!)
I didn’t really have anything to say. Phill continues to be in denial about all the things his daughter did, so I wasn’t going to get into a conversation with him. I just saw him as kind of pathetic. I didn’t even ask about Emma because Phill isn’t going to tell me anything, although I guess I should have asked about her health. Has she recovered from all the DDT I poisoned her with? Has she quit throwing up? What about the catatonia? What kind of mother am I that I didn’t show concern for all Emma’s made-up, over-dramatized health problems?
Phill said, “Well……….” and turned around and started walking away. Kim Chassion followed him. Since I was headed the same way, I let them get ahead of me before I started walking, although I stopped to take a picture of the happy couple.
The police didn’t show up at my house with a warrant or anything, so I guess I did good. After all, if I have a history of abusing my teenage daughter and then “blocking it out,” I can only imagine what I could have done to the “other woman” and then “blocked it out”! Maybe the reason Kim claimed to be “friends” with Phill and not his “girlfriend” was because she was in fear for her life! Whew! So glad Kim Chassion wasn’t harmed in our introduction.
And what about chivalry? Is it truly dead? Why didn’t Phill jump in front of the lovely Kim Chassion to protect her from the violent ex-with-no-name? After all, I was dangerous enough that he wanted to get a restraining order against his own wife? How could he leave Kim unprotected?
I do have to wonder what Kim Chassion thought of me. Did I appear as evil as Phill described? What does Kim think of Phill now that she’s met me and about all the things he did, having me thrown out of my home, taking my home, my daughter, my belongings? Perhaps Kim was in fear for her life, so that is why she so quickly downgraded her status from “girlfriend” to “friend.”
Friends and I joked about the things I could have said, like, “So, is this your NEW soulmate?” or “Is this the woman you were dating while we were married?”
That evening, a friend pointed out that I was wearing a sweatshirt with the big logo on the front of the rescue group where I volunteer. Phill had seen Emma and me wear these shirts every Saturday for about 7 or 8 years, so not only did he not notice his wife, he didn’t notice the shirt she was wearing was one he should have recognized, having seen the big logo so many times before. Phill must be pretty oblivious not to recognize his wife of 26 years or his dog.
Seriously though, Ft. Yargo was a place of many happy memories for our family. We took hikes there, cooked out, went canoeing, took the church youth group there……
And Kim Chassion, good luck and Welcome to the family! I guess we will be wives-in-law. You can read the blog for our history, and if you have any questions, I’ll be happy to answer them.