What is your story????

[Lilith]

we all have a story to tell, i often like to here how others describe there life which has inspired me to write my own little life story. It is not complete and i am by no means a writter...... any how i wanted to share........ If you care to share your life story plzz feel free to do so here i will not see it as rude or anything.........

Our Story

She was 20 with one child and another on the way. The babies’ daddies did not want her or responsibility and she no longer wanted them. The problem, She was tied, tied by what, Apron strings! Yes apron strings, 20 years old, 2 children, spent the pervious 5 years nursing her mother though cancer, a 1 a.m. curfew, strict yet hidden rules regarding life style, choice of mates, choice of baby names, humph, maybe that’s is why the babies daddies did not want her she was nothing but a child trying desperately to unravel the apron.

He was 23, previously married, no children, also living at home and seemingly well adjusted with his own sense of style. He wanted to be loved and love someone else, he wanted a family. The problem the girl had to be, beautiful, smart, funny, cute, handy, sexy, great body, giving, naughty, nice, honest, talented, sexual, she had to be REAL and different. He had thought he had found her with his first wife but was broken, hurt and angry as he realized how much she fell short of those things.

They were both fed up with life and the opposite sex when they met. Surprisingly she had hope for a relationship and he saw her only as a friend. It took three days for them to make contact again after there first meeting. They have been together since that 2nd meeting 7 ½ years ago. The odd thing, they only dated 6months before they married.

He became daddy to the born and unborn child. He had many warnings from family and friends about getting so involved, but she made him feel so good inside, he knew she was the one. Her mother became increasingly possessive, doing anything and everything to break the two up just as she had with pervious boyfriends. What made things different this time? He was the one for her as well; he loved her, her kids, he did not let the challenge of her mother scare him away and he made her feel grown, he treated her well as a woman should be. She cut the apron strings October 3 1997 and lost her mom, not to death this time, but to anger and ignorance.

November 30 1999, the arrival of child number 3 for them both, he had adopted both of her natural children a few months earlier. Six months later he was starting a great new job, when something went wrong, two weeks before there daughters 3rd birthday, the little girl had a stroke. There world crumbled, there once healthy, potty trained, tootsie roll dancing daughter was now a 3 year old infant. They spent the next month living in side the hospital focusing on the little girl. Grandma took the boys and helped keep watch over them but it was hard for everyone. He kept up at his Job passed all the training courses and everything while dealing with this; she quit her job so she could stay with the little girl. By the end of that month the little girl had regained the ability to recognize when she had to go potty, was able to walk, sit, and stand with out a lot of assistance and now a days the little girl appears to be “normal” to every one. But in reality she has no real control over her left hand, (yet continues to try to learn sign language), and they have no idea if it will ever happen again.

A year passed and he got laid off from his great job, they survived though the heart ach of a miscarriage that took place two days before Christmas, they struggled a lot, she had to dance to make ends meet, they were about to loose there trailer, her job was causing a lot of relationship issues, on top of all that On December 20 2002 she got the call from the hospital, her mom, whom she had not had any interaction with in years, was not doing well. She visited and well things were bad, she had to make a decision, a decision she hope no one else ever has to make. Her mom had brain cancer and she was not going to make it with treatment and if she did survive treatment her quality of life would not be good. So to end everyone’s heart ache she signed the paper. Her mom passed, two days after her birthday Jan. 10 2003, surprisingly this hurt her more then she ever thought it would, she did love her mom and it was not her choice not to be involved. Her mom had made that decision, and she had made many attempts to reconcile but her mom would not respond back. Now with her mom gone she had no hope to make there relationship better.

With the passing of her mom the two had some decisions to make, she was an only child and the only heir to her mom’s small estate, a house, a small retirement fund, and enough life insurance to cover funeral costs.

* i have more to write which i will add when i get to doing it i just have not had the right frame of mind to get my thoughts on paper*