Day 230

I have been pensive the last two days.  Yesterday I had some amazing experiences in visiting with certain women in my ward as I went out with little C in the stroller.  I try to take walks with her and be out so I can go and visit where I feel I need to and also because it always forces me out of my very strong comfort zone.  I challenge myself out of my comfort zone when I can and trust me, it doesn't come naturally.  Naturally, I would be hibernating. 

Anyway, another thing I did yesterday was defend my child.  After defending my child by telling the other child to stop kicking said child and telling the child that if it continued I would need to call the parents, I received a profanity laced phone message from a man who doesn't know me who is the father of this other child.  Luckily, I didn't listen to it, but T did and he answered appropriately.  It left me reeling.   He never asked what his child did, or try to understand the truth of what happened.  He just screamed.  I admit I was worried about repercussions for my own child over this, but I cannot shrink or I could not have allowed what was going on to continue without intervening. 

I was left praying for this other family for hearts to be softened, as threats were made against me and yes, even my child by this man.   T assured the man with all of his Italian sensibilities, that that would not be wise on this man's part, but seriously, I have never witnessed anything like this man's reaction.  I will tell you what, I now understand a little more about his children's actions based on his reaction to them.  Yikes.  I have a lot more to say about this, but I will leave it at this and continue to pray over the matter.

I will send out my novel tomorrow night to interested parties.