|Aug 08 2011|
For two years now I've been popping my pills , taking care of business, Scrappy and my life until my wicked husband showed up at my front door uninvited a few weeks ago. I was civil, so I did not close the door in his face or called the cops. We were speaking on the phone for a few months and that was fine with me. However, the day before he showed up I told him I was not feeling well so I would not leave my house for the weekend. So his excuse for stopping by was to come and see me because I was not feeling well....Believe me, I was more sick seeing my husband and I was not receptive to any of his kind gestures, flowers and soup that he brought.
My son who was home with me asked me if I knew he was coming to visit and when I told him no, within half an hour, all three of my sons were home with me. My husband did not apoligised to any of us, neither did he begged me for forgiveness. All he kept on saying, that he misses his wife. I asked him, HOW COULD YOU WALK THROUGH MY DOORS, WITHOUT BEING APOLOGETIC AND EXPECT ME TO ACCEPT YOU WITH OPEN ARMS? He simple told me, all that was important was that my old husband was back for good and he will never leave my side again.
Suffice to say after four weeks of stopping by and could not get a warm welcome he asked me why I could not be nicer to him. When I responded to his question, he got mad and told me when I can forget all the wrongs he did and want to move on then I should give him a call...But he cannot deal with me constantly reminding him of the past. Woh!!!
How could he? After all I've been through, invite this devil in my life to torture me for the rest of my life.
Sometimes, in the recesses of my mind, I encourage the thought of a reconciliation....but seeing this man face to face, I now realized I need to start a new chapter in my life.
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