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  Hard Times..

June 27, 2014






I just packed my husbands suitcase and we said our goodbyes.  My eyes welled up with tears as I watched him drive off to another state. My thoughts were this should not be happening. We should be working in our shop in the new building side by side with our family. But that is all gone now and nothing but a terrible nightmare left in its place.

When I married my ex, I gave up my dream of a nursing career. I had five children and stayed home full time raising up and taking care of our family.  I am not saying I would have done things differently because I truly love being a mom.  But I wonder if he has a tenth of a clue what I sacrificed so he could have a great family and five beautiful healthy children?! He took all of that for granted, clearly!

So when the building came along and the coffee house project, our new business location and a chance to build a solid future for our family and ensure we would all be together came along I was overjoyed at the prospects, as were many others in our family.

I told my ex husband it was a second chance for me to finally have something for me too now, I wanted so badly to help my sons and Maggie in the coffee house, a place to put my little mark on the world too.

But he took that all away from all of us in one fast decision because prissy ass didn't want the building. A woman of two months in his life demanded something from him that ruined things for the rest of this family. The family that stood by him, was loyal to him, kept him close even when his own family in Marquette had very little to do with him, this is how much he thought of all of us.

I will never forgive what those two did to all of us and even if my kids do, I just can't. I will never stand in the same room with either one of them without wanting to slap the piss so they will feel the sting we all did when he bailed on our family dream!

I sat here the other night in tears and my only thoughts were of how much I hated the both of them!
I hope he enjoys his life because he will never be seen as a part of us anymore, NOT in the sense he used to be. That died with the building and all the dreams each of us had for that building.

Sigh..............