To catch everyone up:
I left Ihop in Feb/12 to go work with my mom at GC. This is where I met some very wonderful people. My husband for one, and who can leave out one of the best friends you can every have, Megan and Heather. We quickly became a little group who did everything at work together and outside of work. We went to heathers daughters birthday party and she came to michaels. Megan was at my wedding and even walked me down the road. (Ill get to that)
As time progressed, some of us made new friends like LaTasha. we made enemys. and we came to hate our jobs. in April. Andy found another job driving a vending truck and quit GC. this left only me there out of all of us. i was fine with that i had other people there to keep me company. we thought that we were doing great. In Dec. of 2012 on christmas Andy proposed. of course i said yes. we planned the wedding for the end of Aug.
In July of 2013 My mamaw passed away. she did not get to see me walk down the aisle like i hoped she would, but we all knew that she was in a better place. at that point my wonderful sisters Tabby and Stephie took over the care of Papaw and Kevin II. this took a burden on the girls. Stephanie had to drop out of Color Guard at school so she could keep her job and tabby took on another job. but papaw contiued to get worse.
In Aug: The wedding was upon us. Now in the begging andy and i wanted a big wedding. then we just decided that going to the courthouse would be fine. we went through our counseling with Pastor Jerry. then i had this moment of clarity and decided that it wasnt fair that my family was going to be able to see me married and not his family ( who live in bristol tn and cant come down at the drop of a hat) so i talked to pastor jerry and asked if he would be able to come to the house and marry us on the day that we had set up as the reception day" he agreed and we were off making stuff for the wedding we made our own paper "church fans" as we were going to be outside. we decorated the picnic area of the apartment complex that we were living in for the area. No one told his parents of said arrangments. it was to be a surprise. lol and lord was it. they got there and i still had my hair in rollers i sent the boys ( Dad and andy's brother Cameron) down to the "lawn" to help andy then promplty locked them out. thats when i told Mom and Grandma what was going on. they looked really confused that i wasnt wearing my rings yet and that my hair was in curlers. when i put my dress on ( that i got at Torrid for a good deal.) everyone cried. even i did. my mom did my makeup and then my sisters showed up with the one person i could have ever hoped to be there. Papaw. I asked papaw to give me away with mom and michael. he was extatic. so when the time came to go down stairs. it was meggie with the ring bear's pillow, then mom, me, papaw, and stephie on the end to help papaw walk.
i got to see my father-in-law cry that day. it was amazing. that was one of the most amazing days of my life. and for mom to as all five of her kids were in once place. all my brothers and sisters came. as well as Ms. Barbara my foster mom. uncle bubba was there and aunt dena was taking pics for us. Andys aunt mary was there. it was just a joyous occasion and i will never forget it.
fast forward to july of this year. we were getting evicted from our trailor because michael got out of the house. we have no were to go so we end up living in a hotel. its not bad. we cook our food here they come in and clean twice a week. rent cover all the basics and more. its just tight and cramped.
In Aug of this year Papaw went to be with mamaw in heaven. this devestated our family and has left us broken so much that we dont even tlk most of the time, the children to the adults that is. Kevin II now lives with uncle david and aunt amanda. and both the girls have there own places.
then i had the bright idea to adopt a dog that they were gonna take to the shelter. i love Bandit but on top of michael hes a handful. but i get to crochet more here and i recently looked up an old friend which caused me to try to find some where to vent my thoughts.
Jeff L. was the love of my life between ages 5 and 15. he lived up the road from us and we spent every waking moment together until his dad decided that jeff was to come live with in in PA. ( this is how i saw it when i was 10 i dont know to this day as to why he moved with his dad) My 10 yr old self was devistated and heartbroken. then i made the decision when i was 14 to voluntarily go into states custody so i could get the mental help i needed that nana couldnt provide and provide for the other kids as well. this tore our family apart even more. but i needed the help and got it. on one of my home visits that i got for the weekend some one knocked on our door. i was 16 at the time. it had been 6 years and when i opened it i couldnt believe what i saw. Jeff was standing on my doorstep. i was elated. he was just staying with his mom for a few weeks and came to see me. we spent the rest of the day together walking and talking. i pushed for more home passes so i could see him. and he made all of them worth while. then on one pass me and nana had a fight and i called daddy to take me back to FCA. i didnt see anyone after that. including jeff. when i was placed in foster care with kenny i was able to log into my social media accounts and let jeff know that i was okay and that i hadnt died or anything. he never answered that email. as i was laying here the other night just thinking about that day when he showed up at nanas i figured that i could find him on social media now. and i did. but hes not the same boy i new growing up. and that got me thinking on how much we have all changed. look at me im no longer worried about where im going friday night or what new drink am i gonna try. im a mom and wife. and jeff is a dad and husband who takes care of his family. we did our walk down memory lane. i feel better that he knows what happened now and no that i was just ignoring him. and his kids are beautiful. do i want to visit him and hug him and make sure that hes real. yes i do cause for some reason that is wat means the world to me that its not someone who is playing me that it is my jeff. the cut little smile and easy way we held hands after 6 years. with mamaw and papaw gone he is all i have left of the trailor park and i dont think he understands how much i really did love him. not that i dont love my husband gods do i love andrew. i was just forced down a memory lane these last couple of days that just wont end.
