Sorry for the looooooong radio silence.
It's been a morass of legal wrangling and emotional juggling here in my corner of blogland.
Smart Girl (aka my lawyer) is a powerhouse of awesomeness. The upside of that is that I feel confident in her decision-making and in the direction that she is leading my arguments, and the downside is that I'm running around doing and finding and documenting and meeting and basically focusing every breathing moment on ensuring that I am keeping up my end of the deal.
We met with my Barrister the other day, and, again, I was incredibly impressed with his approach to our argument. It was exciting to watch the way he was able to reference our facts to specific family law legislations. And, as well as being phenomenally competent, he displayed genuine empathy for me and my situation.
We have a Family Dispute Resolution conference next week. This is the last chance for negotiations. I'm dreading having to face DH and his lawyer in a round table setting, but am kind of looking forward to hearing what, if any, negotiating points he is prepared to raise.
*sigh*
Other than that....
Today I went to a "Laughing Workshop" at the Sydney Opera House and sobbed through the entire second half. Sheesh. It was run by an amazing musician and "laugh-master" called Laraaji, whose concert I also went to on Friday night.
Apparently the line between laughter and crying is a fine one, and if we force ourselves to laugh whilst we are holding in great sorrow, we can inadvertently open the floodgates. I'm glad he said that... especially as I was the only one in the room whose floodgates had been ripped open by a herd of bulls.
I'm still recovering.
In a way it really did work, as I now laugh every time I think about silently sobbing (you know.... all gulps, snot and tears) in a room full of people who looked and sounded as though they were hyenas on acid. Bloody funny really.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
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I'm glad to see you again.
Sorry your life is so incredibly stressful : (
I'm glad you got a good cry in there. I hope the people at the workshop gave you some TLC.
Yeah...what Dina said. I second that. All of it.
Good to hear things are progressing well and good luck with the conference next week. (fingers crossed that Smart Girl makes a big impact!)
I'm glad you can laugh about the workshop. :) Sounds like it was pretty eye-opening and cathartic. Maybe you've got a lot of those tears out of your system leaving room for lots of laughter. Hope there's lots more of that in your future. ((hugs))
Three cheers for Smart Girl and an empathetic barrister.
And the sobbing - all good. You know, laughter through tears is the best emotion.
oh dear :(
Still, it sounds like you needed the release, ANY release .. and i'm so glad you can have a little giggle over the mental image of youself there.
Take care of yourself .. hoping for quick painless resolution of all that's on your plate.
xx
I can't tell you how thrilled I am that things are moving along in a positive direction.
A good cry is fantastic. When I used to have time for yoga it happened to people in the group often. Very cleansing.
Fingers crossed for the dispute resolution thingy.
((Hugs))
Hooray! She lives!
I hope the meeting next week isn't too awful, and you have time for some mahjong soon :)
xoxoxo
go the smart girl and co ... this is about TIME that you had more than your fab brain working on achieving decent outcomes for those lads ... tide doth turn me thinks ... many hugs le xoxo
I love that Smart Girl is a powerhouse of aewsomeness. Go get him Smart Girl we're all urging you to go for the jugular.
Seriously though, wishing you all the very best for the conference next week.
I'm glad your giggling about your sobbing, sometimes opening the floodgate is all that's needed. I'm in favour of a good sob every now and again, even if it is in a room full of strangers (at least there is no-one to remind you)
xoxox
They have said it all Fe. Sending you love and hugs ...
Farila
Sorry to hear of your bumpy road right now. You have been missed.
Well I guess that's better than laughing at a crying workshop... Let it all out I say.
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