I had a day off from work today and drove Trish & the kids to Canton so that she could pick something up. Then we stopped in at Nathalie's for a couple of hours. And then Trish & the kids came to my house and Nathalie & her kids followed a couple of hours later. So all day was spent with my kids and grandkids. We sang and danced and played the day away. It's fun to watch all the kids and their attitudes, laughs, and smiles. I am in love with all my grandchildren!
My mom and dad split up when I was 9 years old. The marriage was pure hell for them and me. Yes, me! I had to hear my mom crying late at night because my father was out after work doing god knows what. (Well, we know cheating was going on). When he was around it was pure hell. I walked on eggshells and was sick to my stomach most of the time. My father acted like he just hated my mom. I didn't feel like he liked me much either. I was the only reason that they even got married. There was so much fighting, crying, and my mother had breakdowns, and I had to hear my father force my mother into sex acts. It was all quite sickening. So when he did leave for good, it was a relief! Although, I was pissed at them both. Why the hell did they even get married? It was the end of the 60s and my father grew up with strict religious parents who instilled in him that if you knock a girl up; you marry her. So, that's what he did. And that was so NOT the right thing to do. Although, if he
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