2014, Post 1: Fabulous

In 2007, I cried as I said to my ex's wife, "You think you know him but you don't and some day, you're going to regret these terrible, hateful things you're doing because you're going to realise I was right after all." No big secret that they're abusive people - they destroy themselves and everyone and everything around them. By drinking, fighting, creating conflict everywhere they go... ugh. Drama. Drama, drama, drama. I'm so glad that's part of my (distant) past and not my present.

Anyway, it was one of those "sounds like a line in a movie" things I suppose people say sometimes. Of course she rolled her eyes at me. And as we healed from the black venom my ex and his wife spewed, I in time, forgot I'd even said it.

So you can imagine the look on my face when Beks told me this woman recently pulled her aside tearfully and exclaimed, "I never forgot what your mom said to me. I wish I'd listened. She was right."

As the saying goes...

...and I'm too busy being fabulous to worry about her regrets.

#sorrynotsorry