I have cried tears of exhaustion in ex-husband son funeral

I was born in 1972 in the Pacific. Must say that on my daughter as well as beautiful as anyone. Although his parents were not attentive care side, but time to live with her grandmother, I also have very full well off. I silently thank her compensate for a childhood I was warm, integrity.

I gradually matured and grown up, but increasingly elderly grandmother goes to see. She does not have enough strength to walk again, to an August fall day she died. Before venting the breath of the last word she says is the worry for me, she told me to go get her save money to make a craft and a dramatic husband.

I hear that tears his back. I want to be sorry for the times I have yet, because results incomplete education. I haven't been doing anything for her, the only ones at the party I covered last year.

When I graduated, I obey her husband in a hurry. And I meet Islander, he than I am 5 years old. Less than 5 minutes to find out we were married. Honestly I still envisions simple my wedding until. Only vแปn persons 2 chucks in my house and she lived. Family party I have 2 and 1 aunt, also a bit more Eastern's family has her parents, brother and five grandchildren.

I have asked my family, begging you don't like, but you've gotten away all say that I am "kind woman didn't know lay".

The idea will be happy, but when living together has not been a year we had many thenthey burst fire. Also because of the dissent, the way of life. I lean more to the uk, debt brought the Red House book left me go mortgage. When there is no money to pay, you drag me home his parents lived.

Honestly, I lived with her, no parents should not understand many things about life complexity people Eastern. The number of times I quarrel with my parents growing husband, depressed him out with a pair of high school teachers 1.

Home my husband of 3 years but I was not for him a child. The day he led the same lover fucking her son on the hand, parents happy. They find the excuse me out of the House spurned. I have asked my family, begging you don't like, but you've gotten away all say that I am "kind woman didn't know lay".

Told my mom chased me out of the House that evening, he not only can prevent but also to laugh at on my grief. The villagers see me being husband beating, pulling each other out and laughing at me.

I painfully find about each House with a foreign family home and be allowed to stay with the condition looks to home help them. I knelt down to thank them for giving me a spot. Later that day, I learned the profession coated wheels and resolved to do from the beginning.

Time goes fast, I gradually ageing, I'm also unwilling. There are also some flirting down to building happiness, but really I just want to live alone for serenity. Coated cake craft also gives me steady income, donations are 200 million I redeem the House in ancient foreign ex-husband being assigned to the creditors.

About the ocean, after divorce have times I meet again, we have to talk together. But the story also tedious, depressed.

One day in February 2009, I was 37 years old, received the news he died climbing a pole fell down. I have to attend funerals and promise with her crush will forgive human treachery. I don't want to remember, but the memories of him just as the present section makes my eyes xรจ spicy.

He died leaving a son 18 years along the wife just unemployed. Sun Coast also run a risk that she along the road back to me to ask for an apprenticeship as cake. Not proud, but this is the profession are good income in villages. At first I was afraid, but when seeing her miserable circumstances I have to agree.

I silently smiled when thinking the wind waves had passed, she would have been happy left sidebar sons. But God did not let each woman for robbing my husband. By a month ago she received news of the accident, her son died. She had fainted after hearing the phone . I also find myself choking stasis in the throat.

Real woman's life miserable. Saturday happy patchwork also fragile. On ex-husband son funeral I've been crying so much, my heart as being suffocate because think of all ... Oh, how bitter to so?=

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