Tonight was really something. We had a nice weekend...blah...blah...today he calls me around 10:30 this morning to see how I am and how my day is going and to basically chit chat. He hasn't done that in about 1 year. So, the rest of the day I am happy. He should be home around 3 or 3:30. That comes and goes. At 6:30 I feed the kids then grab a couple of beers and head up to my room, turn on the stereo and cry. How did my life end up like this?
He calls at 7:15, says he went out drinking, it's not what I think, he didn't do anything, he tells me he loves me more than anything, don't worry, he will be home soon. I told him "I can't do this anymore, I'm done." He said, again, it's not what you think. I was just drinking. I will never leave your or our kids, I love you more than anything. You are my world. I didn't say much.
Once he comes home he hugs me and tells me how much he loves me. How stupid he has been this past year. How this past year has made him realize how much he loves me and our family. That I am his best friend and his soul mate. He wouldn't give us up for anything. We hug and kiss and I tell him that I love him too. Then Paul McCartney comes on the stereo and says how much he loves "someone" and we laugh like the song was planned.
Then, the storm outside goes crazy and our basement proceeds to flood like never before. It takes us almost 2 hours to get rid of the water. Isn't that sobering, isn't that true love?
I feel so much better now. He was probably with her, as this is somewhere around their 1 year anniversary. But he decided that he didn't want her, he wanted me and our family. For this I am truely greatful.
When he was hugging me he said he loved me so much. I told him that ALOT of people loved him (meaning me and our 3 kids) I think he knows that.
I am not going to get complacent and take things for granted, I will continue this fight and work as hard as I can because I love this man with all of my heart and my kids love this man too!
