Again, more prayer needed for Bobbi Ann.......

*takes deep breath* All right, we're going on a journey - you and I. My friend Bobbi Ann has been married to husband, Dale, close to 11 years and they have a beautiful daughter, Katie, who is currently 7. Thanksgiving, Dale decided that he was unhappy, told Bobbi he didn't now nor ever loved her, and had a new lady. After swearing on his daughter's life he was not stepping out on her. That's issue enough.
I met Dale when I was in Florida in October. I found him supremely asshole - like then, though he did do a couple of very nice things, the balence was in the opposite direction. For example, he didn't come home the frst night we were there until well past 9 am the following day. That might not have been such a bad thing - Bobbi and I used the time to catch up, and the girls fell in love with one another chattering until they fell slap out just like Bobbi and I did growing up. That part was pretty cool. However, the problem was there was no food or drink in the house for any of us. I could see Bobbi was highly uncomfortable (even though she knew I would be paying for groceries at the store, we had no way of getting to the store until Dale brought the car home), and that was an awkward start. It didn't help matters that he told her he'd be home an hour after I got there, but that never materialized. Then, he picked us all up from Disney several hours after the park closed. And my daughter's birthday money went missing with several of her toys. And every time you turned around, he had to run here or there with this or that friend, or got sent home from work 2 hours into his shift as a pizza delivery man. On Friday and Saturday. Uh huh. You know I was getting waaaaaaaay more than a little suspicious now, don't you? Bobbi, however, chose to willfully ignore this - even though Smiley, Sam, and I all tried our best to talk to her. She kept saying it was "stress." I get stress. This is more than stress. But anyway, time went on until that Thanksgiving stunt.
Now, Bobbi - she has few minutes on her phone. Prescious few, in fact. So, she called and told me on voicemail that Dale decided to leave and it wasn't going real good. I panicked - does she have the car? What about electric? Food? Water? You know me - I worry all the damn time, and eventually got Sam over there to check on her. Bless her soul. She handed Bobbi her phone and said "You'd better call her - she's looking to book a flight down here to come and check on you and Katie."
They were both fine, I thought...until I talked to Bobbi last night. Again, extremely limited time on Bobbi's phone, so I got drunk dialed from her and Sam the night before - or morning. Who knows? I called back. And here's where my head spins like a top.
Dale has shacked up with this girl down the street, is blatantly showing her off as his new fiancee and future wife in Bobbi's home town - which is bad enough - a mere oh, block from where Bobbi lives. So, when Katie goes outside to play, she sees her Daddy she adores playing with another little girl and freaking ignoring her when she calls for him, wanting to spend time with her Dad. Now, that pisses me off. But Bobbi let him use the car, to get it fixed (on his new girl's dime no less, though Bobbi didn't know that yet), and repeatedly called her at work, as a teacher, for "emergencies" (like "are you mad at me?") and might have gotten her fired. That's bad. Because now he has decided he wants Katie with him. Thursday, he tried to break into her house, scaring them both half to death. Now, this new girl - her family is reasonably wealthy. Bobbi barely has enough to hold body and soul together. She's afraid he might get her, which would destroy her. There's also the fact that this new girl shouts horrible, horrible things to her and so does Dale - all in front of Katie. And she may well be pregnant. Around four months pregnant. And using illegal substances. With Dale, who actually dropped a crack pipe - yes, a crack pipe according to the police who came to escort him off property Thursday - in her house when he tried to get in. Now, my major worry is though Bobbi has the car, the house they rent, and electric, can get food stamps to eat, insurance, etc. and I don't think they are taking Katie anywhere, but...Bobbi has no family. Her only parent and family- her Dad - passed in 2001. And she's just now realised her husband has been lying, cheating, and downright abusing her for the past 11 years - she's bruised and heartbroken and I am 1500 miles away. She's got a restraining order in place to protect her and Katie, but he swears he plans to take Katie while she's at school and disappear...and she has no money to go after her. It's a mess. If somehow they can hang on until May, I told Bobbi she and Sam and all the kids come up to 'Bama - near where I'll be - and we'll all take care of one another. But May's pretty far off. We can use prayers now. And so, as usual, I turn to you, my heart family, to carry one of my other sisters and her baby to your hearts and lift them up for me. Believe me, I'm praying too.
Also, Sam needs a few prayers - she and her three and her ex are sharing a one bedroom in her brother's house, which is just insane. And Angie - not Slurp's Mom, the other one - has discovered some really bad stuff and will be homeless in January.
And another friend can use a prayer or two as well, which I honestly can't say much about.
So, yeah, *laughs* another typical day, huh? Just the same, I love you all. And thanks.
~tyg

Tyg, my problems are not so terrible that I can't add someone in need to my prayer list. Bobbie, Sam and Katie are certainly in my thoughts and prayers.

I definately appreciate that - they need them.
~tyg