Him


He’s the one I fell in love with the minute that I met him :: after he blushed when I caught him looking at my chest! :: .. In the middle of our first telephone conversation, I asked him what he was looking for in a relationship. He said to be loved. I knew that I could do that and the astonishing thing was that he loved me back.

Chief is a hardowrking guy who in trying to make the best out of a bad situation, actually made it worse. That being getting the crack whore pregnant and then marrying her. From what he’s told me about his childhood, I think in his mind he just wanted the family life he never had. So while he worked 20 hour days at 3 different jobs to support them, the crack whore stayed at home popping pills, drinking and ingesting whatever else that eventually led her to stripping, prostitution and an internet webcam all under his oblivious nose.

He eventually found out.. and she eventually decided that she was tired of being a mother :: this when Spaz was all of 3 months old :: and that openned the door to all kinds of emotional baggage for the kids and for him.

About 5 years ago, he finally got full, legal custody of Bubba and Spaz but the damage had already been done and I think deep down he regrets it. I also think deep down that he doesn’t think they are actually his but that’s another story for another time.

He did the best that he can do but it wasn’t enough or what they needed and I think after all this time and all the problems they’ve caused not only for him but for any relationship he was in he kind of ignores the obvious and can’t admit to how things really are or how to fix it.

When he started asking me to move in, he promised me that he would make me the happiest I’ve ever been.

HE does.

Comments
  1. CINDY ASHLEY MILLER says:

    He has been thru alot…glad u make him as happy, as he makes u. :-)

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