Tuesday, October 21, 2014

...And In the End

[REMEMBER: This is from my point of view.]

At first, I was devastated to find out in April 2013 she wanted a divorce.

But after my May 2013 visit with the girls, I knew the love was gone. It was officially over. I know I didn't want this to happen, but it was happening.

After she first told me, I was waking up at 5am with the worst stomach pains I've ever felt. I had to add Tums and Pepto to my diet.

But something happened, after she told me what I didn't want to hear... I realized something... I realized we were making each other miserable. When one is getting home from work and the other is heading to work, and not one word needed to be heard is said..... It's officially over.

So, I had to move on from her, but never from my girls. She would be "there", but never "there" for me or us.

In June to the middle of July, I had a blast spending time with my girls. She picked them up after and they went back home for a couple weeks until they came up for a couple more weeks.

Conversations continued between her and I, and during those conversations that came up one day, I had to reply by saying, "I don't want to be your husband anymore". (I still have screen shots of this).

Yes, I'll admit it, she wanted me back. But I couldn't come back to that life of being miserable, putting on a fake smile, and head back up to Salt Lake again if it didn't go smoothly again.

Have you ever tried to be happy in your life while something terrible was going on and you kept denying to yourself anything bad had/was happening? That's what I was doing to myself. I didn't want to experience that from happening again, as well as other stuff.

But come September 2013, I finally filed for divorce. Over the next year of dealing with a useless lawyer and an mediator who didn't know jack shit, I finally filed the correct paperwork...

As of October 17th, 2014, the judge over our case signed the papers stating with the State of Utah, we were officially divorced.

Ady and Chloe,

I will always be your dad, even as you grow older and things may get busier in your life (especially ages 12-18 during those higher school years).

I will always love you. I still love you. And I will never stop loving you... Even if you get mad at me (one of these days) and say you don't.

You are ALWAYS WELCOME to come visit, stop by, stay, live with me (whatever) anytime you would like, even if it is not in our scheduled time frame for whatever reason it may be. I will be there for you. Why? Because you come first!

Right now, daddy is trying very hard to find a second job so he can live on his own. So if things get busy, know I will do my best to have our time-- even if I have to come down there to visit. But if one of our visits is to happen and it doesn't, I'll do my best to make up for it.

If you ever need to talk, you have my number (on moms phone) and can call me (even if I am at work).

I love you girls. I am so proud to be your father, because everyone I meet has told me I am a good father to you both, and that you are the most sweetest, nicest and kindest girls they have ever met.

(Added 10/28/14) Girls, always remember that your mom and I love you both very much, and we are going to do our best for you. You have many family members and friends who also love you as much!

Ryan Paul Sharich

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

UEA 2014

After getting off work at Dan's (10/14 late night, might I add), I drove down to Mesquite to spend the night, to then get back up early (10/15) to make sure I could get to the girls house to take them to school because they had a donut and milk gathering before school started.

After dropping them off, I went back and did some errands in St. George, and then back to their house to get some more sleep before I had to pick them back up to drive up north.

The next day (10/16), I had them help rake the leaves from the trees up.

...and then they got to jump in them.

The next day Grandma Sheila had a craft project for them to do.

After that, we went ice skating up at CHRC.

and grabbed hot chocolate after.

The next day, the girls and I carved pumpkins that Grandma Sheila had been growing in the backyard.

The next morning, we all had to be up early so that we could drive up the canyon to get family pictures taken in Little Cottonwood Canyon.

After we were all finished, I drove back down the canyon with TJ, Katey and Keyan (who tagged along with us). My parents and the girls were all packed and headed down to St. George so the girls could make it back home because they had school the next day.

If you want to check out Katey's website to get your photos taken, which she does an excellent job, click here.

If you want to check out ALL the photos taken during the girls visit (for this blog entry), click here.