Real Love

My mother was a fireball and my dad was an enforcer. They got better over the years but I later found out that it wasn’t because of maturity. It was because they were growing apart. I saw a lot of things in my home that I couldn’t decipher as a child. I didn’t know that it was toxic. I thought it was normal. I didn’t know that yelling and screaming and arguing for hours wasn’t normal. I thought that was normal. I can’t remember what they would be arguing about. I saw physical altercations, but I couldn’t tell usually who was the initial aggressor.

I began reading my Bible more and I realized that God always used the least likely to do great things

to her and God. She wasn’t a floor mat. She was a rock. She still is a rock. She helped me so much. She did for me then what I should have been doing for her. She loved, honored, and respected me

That incident brought me closer to my wife. It showed me who she really was. She was there for me at my lowest point and she fulfilled purpose in my life. She walked me to the altar of God and stood beside me. She stood her ground and she was willing to walk away if I wasn’t going to keep my word

She felt that I lied to her and tricked her into getting married, only to go back to my old ways and force her hand. I tried that line on her from my cousin and it didn’t fly over too well. She got up and went into the bathroom and closed the door.

remember the first time I started to yell at Sheri and she stopped me in mid-sentence and told me not to yell at her like that. I was so shocked. She was the first woman to ever do that

She was teaching me how to treat her by what she allowed and what she stopped

was even attempting to hurt the one woman that I felt I could grow to love

was doing everything in my power to get back at her. Some of the things I did I would never tell her about, but I was doing them to get back at her in my mind even though I didn’t want her to know

She left her ex and went back and he dogged her again. Then she left me and let me come back and I was hurting her again. She didn’t deserve it. She had a good heart and was a good woman