Guest running with scissors Posted November 25, 2015 Share Posted November 25, 2015 I need him back to help me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Beyondlife Posted November 25, 2015 Share Posted November 25, 2015 Wouldn't that be the best thing ever? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amor Posted November 25, 2015 Share Posted November 25, 2015 Yes, having your Love here would be the best! You have his memories to help you. I know it is not the best but better than nothing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trying Posted November 25, 2015 Share Posted November 25, 2015 I know, it would all be easier and better if they were back. Your track record shows you CAN do it without him but I know it's hard and who would WANT to do it alone? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest running with scissors Posted December 9, 2015 Share Posted December 9, 2015 I dreamed of him last night. First time in a very long time. He told me he was breaking up with me. :'( boy shot down in a dream. I miss him so much. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SimiRed Posted December 10, 2015 Share Posted December 10, 2015 I dreamed of him last night. First time in a very long time. He told me he was breaking up with me. :'( boy shot down in a dream. I miss him so much. I've had the "break up" dream too, I thinks it's because we feel like they left us... Yea, it makes you wake up feeling lousy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Freelancing Posted December 17, 2015 Share Posted December 17, 2015 I dreamed of him last night. First time in a very long time. He told me he was breaking up with me. :'( boy shot down in a dream. I miss him so much. I had a similar dream many years ago except he wanted a divorce. I asked where he'd been for so long - out fishing with his buds. Said he liked fishing and his new life better. Bastard! To make matters worse he stood behind his "buds" while talking with me. One of his buds held up the divorce papers in plain view as if to say we mean business lady! I can't help but laugh now recalling they were all dressed in sporting clothes holding all their favorite man toys: helmets, golf clubs, fishing rods, paint ball guns, etc. Brings to mind Peter Pan's "Lost Boys". I went on to ask him if he thought abandoning the kids was such a good idea. He said he'd take them. I shouted, "No divorce! You will be stuck with me forever, I will never divorce your scrawny glow in the dark white ass!", then promptly slammed the door. The nerve of that frickin' frackin' fuckhead!" Aaaargh! Since he choose to fuck with me I began to be quite competitive with him. For every time I had to make a repair or perform some task I wasn't familiar with upon completion I'd rib him about it. "See, I can do it on my own and probably better than you, Mother Fucker! I still love you!" Naturally, I'd have to throw in some shit about him wanting to take our kids. I must've done that for a solid 5yrs. Now I'm just proud of my accomplishments. Widowhood is such crazy making, its like being haunted, but we do what we do no matter how bizarre to get on down the road. ;D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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