I learned this morning, from my daughter, that my ex-husband has apparently changed his mind, and is now attending his family reunion tomorrow.

I'm happy about that. He hasn't been in 4 years. The kids haven't been in 6 years. This will serve to move in the direction of healing things between my ex-husband, his brothers, the brother's wives and anyone else who's toes he and his wife have stepped on over these last few torrid years.

So since the kids are with me this weekend, I told Sara to give her Dad a call and tell him that he can take her and my son Jake to the reunion with him and then bring them back home to me when the party is over.

Not to toot my own horn, but... in my opinion... this gesture was really nice of me.

My ex-husband didn't ask if he could take the kids, during my parenting time with them, but I can only imagine he'd like to have his kids with him for this event.

AND... my children's relatives will be THRILLED to see the kids finally after all this time!

A thank you wasn't expected from my ex-husband...

So I wasn't surprised or disappointed when I didn't get one.

I can only express how happy I feel about myself for giving and sacrificing my precious time with the kids so that they can see family members on their Dad's side.

I know this is the right thing to do in the big scheme of things for the love of my children.