Dispatch from the Land of the Eighty-five Percent

So. I suppose we have some catching up to do.Schuyler and I are in Virginia. Where we live.Well, that ' s partially true. Schuyler lives here half the time, splitting her time from month to month with her mother, who now lives in Michigan. It ' s not complicated on paper, as divorce rarely is, but in practice it ' s probably going to be fraught with unforeseen peril, as divorce almost always is. I have Schuyler here with me for one more week, and then my month without her begins. I think we can all predict how well I ' ll take that, but there it is. The price of change. Perhaps it ' s the fee for exchanging the predictable ennui of an unhappy but drama-free marriage for a happy life full of wild promise but no guarantees.For Schuyler, it has been a challenge, but one that her mother and I have committed to making as seamless as possible. Schuyler knows one thing beyond all denial. She is loved. Her parents love her deeply, of course, and I hope the gradually expanding circles of new friends and new family will mean more love, more support, more eyes and hearts watching out for her. There ' s a lot about this situation that isn ' t ideal, and her parents ' family/friend circles barely intersect (to put it nicely), but for Schuyler, I hope, the negative parts don ' t touch her life very much.I keep using that phrase. " I hope. "For a very long time, as long as I ' ve been in the world of disability parenting, there ' s a statistic that has dogged my family, and all families lik...
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