Time To Bite The Bullet

On the 9th of May 2009, I left my wife after 37 years.  Two months later she moved from the house and I moved back in.  She moved in with our younger son for a year.  He begged me to take her back after that year citing she was affecting the stability of his marriage.  My comment was that now you know why I left.  She can’t come back.  A few weeks later she moved 90 minutes south to another city to be close to her job.  Now she’s unemployed by her own cognition.  I can’t say I was a pristine sort.  I found another that I wish I’d met 38 years ago.  That’s the short of it.  To add one more thing, my son and his wife did separate for a little over a month after that, but since have reconciled their differences.

Now, two and a half years later, I’m sitting in my home that I’ve made with my soul mate.  She’s everything I ever dreamed about.  She is the ultimate package for me.  It’s apparent she wasn’t for her ex-husband.  She’s totally in love with me and I with her.  She’s very intelligent, witty, a people person, loves children and loves being a grandmother.  All these things weigh more to me than the fact that she’s an excellent lover, but I’m not denying I am extremely pleased with that.  I firmly believe that a working relationship with a true connection of love will result in a special connection in the bedroom.  She’s all I have ever wanted.

In the entire 37 years I was married I was always looking elsewhere, but faithful.  When I met this woman she was the catalyst that set fire to my desire to have a relationship where we could lay in the bed at night, snuggle and talk till we fell asleep.  If anything else happened it culminated a day in the most perfect manner anyone could experience.  All that occurred during the day was keeping each other in our hearts and minds waiting till work was over and we could get home to each other.  Now I no longer look elsewhere.  No one else could fulfill what she has for me.

So, why am I writing this?  After two and a half years my wife filed a Civil Complaint against me for alimony saying she is destitute.  She had a job for the duration of our separation with exception when she lost her job due to cut-backs  about four months ago, but was offered the same position in another city.  She, knowing the job market of the day, declined the move and lost her job.  It was her fault she’s without work and will be for a while.  She only filed suit because she finally realized I wasn’t coming back, so now she wants my money, like I have anything to spare.  I’m just as strapped as she is because of her spending spree while we were together. 

In all that’s gone on, I’m not mad with her nor am I going to be.  We just didn’t make it work for us.  I’ve already moved on a good while back.

Libby has taken my heart and is so careful to handle it with loving care as I do hers.  I want to spend the rest of my life with her. 

With the Civil Complaint in hand, it’s now time to bite the bullet, put out the money I don’t really have and pay an attorney I have consulted with and put an end to the time of separation.  It’s time to put Libby’s troubled mind to rest over my seeming indecision.  I’ve wanted to protect my assets till now, but Libby has my heart and I don’t care for money as much as I love her.

 

 

 

 

About Jim

I'm a 68 yr old guy, who had worked in Naval Hospital Camp Lejeune for 28 yrs and now retired as of 31 Dec 16. I've worked in medical records, Health Benefits Department, Billing, the IT department and retired as the Personnel Security Manager for the hospital. I'm a musician and Corvette enthusiast. Yes I have one. I'm also searching for a fresh new outlook on life with new spiritual insight among other things. I was ordained a minister on 20190202. I've found that with the unconditional love of my companion, Libby Rowe life is complete through God. She's a beautiful, vibrant, giving woman who gives her all in everything she puts her mind to do. She and I married 24 July 2015. She has a blog to called Under a Carolina Moon. Give it a visit.
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