I will not be at the market this afternoon, as I am getting ready for a trip to Southwest Minnesota. I’ll be checking in with PrairieSun to see if they need a load of veggies at their shop–the gardens no doubt need harvesting before I leave!
After close to a year since I filed for a change of primary custody for M (a long year of preparation and work and worry), we had our hearing in court yesterday. We lost. In custody changes, the parent asking for the change has to present a very strong burden of evidence that the change is needed.
We knew it was an uphill battle, but we tried, and that is what really counts. Thankfully, once and for all, the judge dismissed my ex’s long-running assertions that I just “took off” and that I “abandoned” my child. No one believed that, but not for his lack of trying.
I’ll freely admit that I got angry on the stand and shamed him for it. And I don’t for a moment regret it. The weird thing was, though I had already realized what the verdict would be, and had nodded “no” to H, who was standing outside, it was my ex who walked out of the courtroom visibly agitated.
I won’t hazard a guess on why he was upset to have won, but when we walked outside, his current wife and mother-in-law were nowhere to be seen (perhaps in their lawyer’s office), and he was sitting all alone under a tree across the road, playing his mandolin. Yep, that’s my ex.
Though we were not successful in the hearing, parenting is about the long haul, and I’ll continue being the best mom I can be. The hearing is over, but the care and love and support I give my son is forever.
The reason for the Minnesota trip this weekend is that I have applied for a Local Foods Organizing position in Big Stone County, and I’ll be interviewed for that position tomorrow.
It looks like an awesome opportunity to practice the skills I’ve learned over the last decade here in Vermillion and South Dakota as a whole–expanding access and awareness of local foods, helping connect producers to consumers and to institutions as well. And to do what I love to do–what I’m driven to do–in a professional capacity.
As the kids say, “How cool is that?”
Besides being an incredible opportunity to do what I love, it would put me two hours closer to where my son currently resides with his dad–cutting the commute time to one hour instead of three.
With the stars aligning like that, there was no way I wasn’t going to apply.
I have kept this application under my hat for the most part, so I expect it is a surprise to some readers. I simply did not want to try answering questions about logistics of a job I haven’t got yet and a move I haven’t planned yet–and certainly not before the custody hearing, where my attention needed to be focused.
So, I’ll let you know how it goes, and if the stars really do align, we’ll talk about logistics then. I’m heading up to the interview tomorrow morning, and will stay with friends in Milbank that night. I plan to hit the Ortonville Farmers Market on Saturday morning before I leave, and am hoping to see my son on the return trip as well.
Please wish me luck and love!