Today...

I have discovered as I have gone about my life that I seem to be a magnet for trouble. 2 years ago I was convinced by my daughter, Krysti, that I should move to Lacombe where they were so they could "look after" me. I did it, moving in with her for awhile and then moving out into a place with my friend, Cher. I like Lacombe but it is not the coast, or lower mainland, in BC and I found that I missed it very much. I missed my Aunt and Uncle, cousins, friends, and just missed the area. I decided I wanted to move back there... but Krysti and Darryl approached me and said that if I agreed to stay they would help me get a house of my own to live in. I gave it a lot of thought and agreed to it because the temptation of having a house of my own was just too much. And it was something I could leave to Abbi when the time came... I could resign myself to live the rest of my life in Lacombe, it really isn't a bad place, it's just not where I want to be. So after having decided to stay, I am excited for it!
Unfortunately the story doesn't end there...
I am raising Abbi by myself, with the odd suggestion from Krysti, or Bill, or anyone who has anything to say which is usually everyone. I usually take what I think I can use and go from there. Now things take a more sinister turn. Krysti and Abbi (and possibly Darryl along with Krysti's friend, Amanda) decided to take things into their own hands (for lack of a better term) and conspired to have Abbi run away to Krysti's and then phone the police and tell them I was abusing her. I was devastated, completely broken... I had just lost Tami to cancer in March, now Abbi was gone... on top of which I was being accused of things that I either never did or were blown so out of proportion to what really happened that everyone told me I could neither see nor talk to Abbi or Krysti at all. I was absolutely broken, shattered into millions of pieces. I couldn't think past the next few minutes and spent my days just crying.
Here comes the more interesting part...
No one, including the Police talked to me for over 2 weeks after this happened. Finally the Police talked to me and took a statement from me. They assured me that I wasn't going to be charged with anything, but they were recommending that Abbi stay with Krysti. I was completely honest with them about the things they were asking me about, but that didn't seem to matter I still was not to talk to or see Abbi.
I never did talk to the Social Worker they had called except a couple of times when I called her to ask what was going on. She never took my statement, she never talked to me about what was happening, she never did anything... She had absolutely no idea of my side of things and then recommended to the Police and everyone else involved that Abbi remain with Krysti. She never even asked me if I would be okay with that! She never said much of anything to me, and yet somehow I was condemned. I was floored! How could anyone do their job right if they didn't have all the information?? I talked to her supervisor and he said they didn't need anything more than what Abbi and Krysti said, despite the allegations being either untrue or exaggerated.
More interesting stuff ...
I am moving back to Abbotsford. I cannot stay here... but somehow I am supposed to be okay with Krysti still having Abbi. Okay... I guess I can live with that but Krysti and Darryl owe me a substantial amount of money ($980.00) and altho I have repeatedly asked about it so that I will have money to move, they have not responded. I finally said that if they wanted me to hand over guardianship of Abbi to them, they would have to pay me so I can move. Abbi remains in my custody, despite the recommendations of Social Services and the Police! I can if I want to, bring her home to me and make her move with me. She would have to take me to court to change that but in the meantime, Abbi's mine. I am willing to leave her where she is, apparently she's happy (for the moment, both Abbi and Krysti are still in the honeymoon stage of things) and wants to stay there. All I need is the money I lent them so I can move... that's it... 
In conclusion...
I am willing to give Krysti guardianship of Abbi, Bill has already done so but I have physical custody of her. I just need the money to move... Bill promised me he'd pay the child support for June and July so I would have enough and with the money Krys and Darryl owe me I could do it and never look back. I'm sure that's what they want... I'm sure that's what everyone wants!
Oh, more interesting stuff!!!
I talked with Bill on the phone a few days ago and he actually had the nerve to tell me that I had to apologize to the Relief Society of our Church, the Bishop, the School, etc. etc. etc. and tell them that the issue with Abbi was all my fault! Uuuuuummmmmmmmm, No... He claims I told everyone and their dog that Krysti was a bad person and it was all her fault... the problem with this is that I didn't talk to very many people... I never talked to the Relief Society, the School, etc. etc. etc. I did talk to my Bishop in confidence and I know he never said anything about it to anyone. I spoke to my best friend, and my visiting Teachers because they wanted to know why I was so upset at the time. I know they spoke to no one else so who exactly was I supposed to bad mouth Krysti to is kind of confusing to me. Apparently Krysti is uncomfortable going back to Church because of this, as is Abbi, and somehow I'm supposed to make it all better... when I didn't do anything to begin with! No one at Church is going to say anything to them about it, unless they say something first... No one is going to shun them... and nothing I will say will make a difference anyway... but this is the kind of thing he does. He blames me for everything whether I actually did it or not... that by itself should explain the divorce... I suspect that this is his attempt to get me to do whatever he wants and he simply gets frustrated because I won't do it... I lost myself a long time ago to him and it has taken me years to get back to myself. I gave him everything and it was never enough, now unless I think it's a good idea I don't do it. But he will try... again and again and again... I am having to force him to keep his promise tho... he won't do it on his own... he never does, he's made promises again and again and still refuses to keep them. I've even tried to compromise and it just get nowhere as he thinks that he's winning and tries to get more out of me... now I don't compromise anymore as it just gets nowhere anyway. If he actually ever kept a promise on his own I think I, and several others, would die of shock!!!

Anyway, such is the saga of my life... someday I'm going to write a series of books based on my life and sell them to the soap opera studios for material to use and it likely would keep them going to a lot of years! No one would believe it otherwise... :)