The love of my life lost both of his parents. He lost his dad the first time when he was taken to prison for molesting my three year old daughter. None of his family believed my daughter (who again, let me remind you, she was only 3) and they believe she was coerced to say that KB's dad molested her. Well, DNA doesn't lie, but they are too stuck on themselves to see that. His father was given five years but ended up dying in prison from cancer. His death hurt my husband deeply....and he felt guilty for feeling remorse.
Then, his mother got breast cancer of which my husband took her to all of her appointments and helped take care of her. On occasion he would ask his mother for twenty or forty dollars, which he always ended up paying back. Last year, she was diagnosed with cancer yet again. She did not tell Kevin how serious it was. We took her to a doctor's appointment in Denton, and then took her out to eat at Texas Roadhouse. It was her first time to eat there. I remember how much she loved the rolls and the cinnamon butter. I had won some money at the casino and because she was hurting so badly for money, I gave her $400.00. She passed away this year, and it killed my husband. He wanted to be there for her in her final moments, but his family was so mean and harsh to him that he did not want to deal with their drama.
Now, after she is gone, his aunt and his brother have been harassing him and blaming him for his mother's death. They do not know how much my husband actually did help his mother. The kids, my aunt, my mother, and me all know that any time she called, when he could, he would go to help his mother. And if he couldn't, he would call my aunt to help her.
His brother had the audacity to ask why I deserve to have treatment for my cancer when his mother was struggling to fight hers. He again blamed my husband saying that he broke her. Why is there only ever one side of a story in an argument anymore? I know why...because misery loves company. People enjoy making other people hurt, they enjoy causing pain, and they do not know how to let the past go...they do not see the man I see in front of me now.
My husband had a hard time getting his life straight for quite sometime. He could not hold a job, he lied all of the time, and he caused a lot of pain to us. But, the man that sits in front of me today has completely done a full 360. He works so hard for us every single day that he does not have to take off to take me to appointments, he ensures our bills are paid (even when it gets too close to having things disconnected), and he doesn't lie to me about anything anymore. I love him more than I ever have. He is my caregiver and the love of my life.
I told him that as long as he continues to do the right thing, he has a family in my family...because my family loves everyone. If he ever needs to call someone and vent about what he is going through, he is able to call any member of my family and will let him just talk. He is truly an amazing man, and he has all of the love in the world from not only me, but our children, and my family. People can change. And he certainly has.
I feel bad for people who continually feel the need to bully and harass others. I feel sad for them, because apparently they have nothing else better to do than treat others like they are nothing. My husband is EVERYTHING to me. I couldn't do half of the things I am able to do without him by my side. I just want him to know that despite what his estranged family feels about him, he always has us.And that will never change.
I am pretty sick today...I have not been able to catch my breath without my oxygen, I am wheezing, and for some strange reason, my legs are killing me. We may go to the ER tonight just to make sure I do not have Pneumonia again. And, you guessed it, I am running a fever once again. I have to take care of myself because I have three children depending on me to survive. So, if you wonder why I should be able to get treatments...it is because I am a God Fearing Human Being with a family who loves me more than anything.
Love, peace, and prayers. If you have ever been in the situation we are in now, just pray for them. Pray that God changes their dark heart...pray for peace.
Love you all, mean it!
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