Thursday, March 27, 2014
A Love Story: Our Wedding
Jason and I eloped June 21, 2013 in order to avoid any problems with moving Warren with us and to live married and not in co-habitation. I had rented my house and Warren and I were staying with Jason, and his two sons, for the beginning of summer break, where Jason was transferred. I went back after we were married, with Warren, to be heard before our family court Judge about moving for the next year, until Jason could retire at 20 years as a Navy SEAL. Summer break visitation had yet to be determined; it seemed to be an after thought for Peter and something the Judge mentioned as well. The Judge, as always, asked if I had heard from my daughters. I had the opportunity to relay the tragic Christmas story of John and Peter Walton and the damage done to Warren.
Over Easter weekend Peter had sent threatening emails to me about Warren, and with him owing thousands of dollars in child support, I feared Peter kidnapping Warren and Peter pontificating as an explanation and as a dictator, as he did so often, "what was in Warren's best interest." What was different than any time before was the thought that I didn't have to just accept fear so I filed an emergency protective order and it was granted. Of course the Walton's eluded the serving (some Walton's live in the same town and attempts were made to locate Peter there) of the EPO as they are above all rules and laws; you see "they know best." The problem was that Peter could not take Warren out of the US until the EPO was served and he appeared in court. Peter ended up with about 3 weeks of Warren's summer break. By the time Peter appeared in court and cleared things up, he had only a little over 2 weeks with Warren. The Judge issued orders that Peter communicate strictly about current logistics regarding Warren and not engage in talk about the past. As you well know if you've read other blogs, Peter cannot control himself and has continued to engage in controlling, shaming communication with me. If Peter were concerned about the amount of time he spends with Warren he wouldn't have abandoned his weekly timeshare. If I were as abusive as he accused there is no way he would give me one more minute than was ordered. The Waltons had just enough time, without assuming too much responsibility for the care of a 9 year old, to parade Warren around and show that Peter, maintained control, had all of the children and would someday soon have Warren full time as well. Peter has communicated this to Jo, and in an attempt to diminish Jason's and my custodial role with Warren, she shared Peter's plans, as fact, at the court hearing regarding the New Year's Even event. She also shared that I had a restraining order out against me and am an abusive person. Her attacks have turned toward Warren and me. I know this gets so confusing and tiring...so let me get to my point.
This picture is me and my love at our beautiful December 22, 2013 wedding. We were married before God, our friends and family in a religious ceremony. It was important to both of us. It was like the heavens opened up for two perfect days and then the weather returned to a more natural state. I will think fondly on this day for the rest of my life; it was truly a fairy tale.
Following the events of New Years' Eve, Jo had her mother and step father call family members to tell them our December, beautiful, wedding was a sham and we had been hitched for months. She has been court ordered, as Peter has, to stop verbally abusive communication to Jason, but her orders extend to Jason's family as she has been shameless in her communications with a handful of Jason's family and friends. So she has her parents continue with her abusive attacks. They even called Jason's 93 year old grandfather and 89 year old grandmother, who had attended the wedding and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. They lied and said Jason was being forced out of the military and has to be escorted on to base daily....93 and 89....These are adults saying these things to the elderly. And they asked them for money because of what Jason and I had done, saying they needed to protect their great-grandson from us.
Amidst all of this, Jason and I hold on tighter. Neither of us wanted these horror stories. We thank God every day for our family of three, but always keep space in our hearts and home for seven. Jason, Warren and I pray for two brothers and two sisters every night.
at 7:12 PM