Jumping Forward To 1982

Summary:

This is going to be a book about my life that, I think, only my Dad knew about me.  I am not sure because I have been lied too and lied about and my dad passed away on May 27, 2014.  I will start it with a letter that I sent to him about 6 months before he died.

Introduction

This letter was explaining something that my mom keeps telling everyone.  It is un-true.  We lived in a house that we were building in Thornburg, Virginia.  It was a very rough time for us financially and for me as I nearly raised my two daughters all by myself.  My husband (now ex) was going to college part-time and was staying with his mom and dad most of the time. That is another story.

I did love the house though but it took forever to get it built as my husband was not around too much of the time.  His brother would send me some help, but my mom got the idea that there was much more going on.  We got into a fight about that one and I broker her pinky finger when she tried to hit me.  She also thought that I pulled these guys in by myself and she was worried what others would say.  I really didn’t care what they said as long as my children had a decent and clean place to live.  Anyway that will come in another chapter in my book here.  For now this is the last letter that I wrote my dad. 

Mom thought that we did not have any money so she bought some groceries and some toys for the girls.  They were like 4 and 6 years old.  Angie was born low birth weight and had some sort of thing going on when she was born so the Doctors stressed that we give her no sugar.  I did that and tried hard to keep it that way.  Mom, however, bought all sugary stuff for the girls.  I did get upset about that.  She has and is also telling others that I am unappreciative and that if she had known that my husband made $1500.00 per month that she would have never helped us like that.  So here is the letter to my dad that explains the truth.  I do not think that he ever showed it to my mother.

The Letter To My Dad

About that $1500.00 mom keeps telling everyone about that is what James was making per month.  She does not have that story correct.  I am telling you the truth about that story right now.

James only made $1100.00 per month, Dad, not $1500.00.  That $1500.00 was the amount that vanished from the checkbook one month and then the bank foreclosed on the house.  I thanked GOD that mom and you helped me and the kids out when she bought that stuff to us!!!  You and Mom will never know how much I loved that help.  James was having an affair and I think that is what happened with that 1500.00 because me or the kids never saw that money!  EVER!!!.

James was supposed to be getting a transfer to Florida with AT&T, but and it is a big BUT....they paid for our moving and then when we got down there....he did not have a job at all.  They lied to him, big time.  Dad ....both he and I had temp jobs picking up trash from construction sites for at least 6 weeks until he got a job.  Then we finally get on our feet and then he quits that job and has another and they fire him and then he gets another and they ship him to Georgia and he came home every other weekend.  He had an affair there......end of story........the rest is history.

So, Thank you guys for All THE HELP THAT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME.

Debbie

On one snowy day, and it was very snowy, my husband was supposed to have been home like 2 hours ago.  I thought that it was just the snow and his drive to work and back from work is 1½ hours each way.  So, I am waiting for him to get home and a bit worried too because I thought that he might have had an accident or been behind one.  The traffic on the interstate was always horrendous and backed up. That was furthest from the truth.  My mom calls me and asks me if my husband was home yet.  I told her no and asked why.  I was shocked at what she told me right after that.  She said that she and dad stopped off to get a pizza at the pizza restaurant and they are looking at my husband having dinner with another woman.  They even told me her name.

I told my husband’s mother (who was also having an affair with someone that lived with them) and she told me she wouldn’t get involved in that.  My mom and dad never said anything to my husband about that either.  So, I had no back up for anything.  I do remember asking him about why it took so long to get home that day and he did make the excuse that the roads were rough. 

This was only the beginning.  It gets better (or worse) as they say.

© Debra K. Allen a.k.a Lady Guinevere

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