Well, Well, Well... Well Water, LOL

Well, I said it again. Hahaha. I left the Snot and went to go live with my best lady friend. On August 1st 2007, I left with my important papers, whatever was most important to me in clothing and anything important to me I might nnot be able to live without. We gave one another courtesy, Mary & I we gave one another privacy and space. We lived with her grandson, too who now a teenager, had all the signs of becoming another 'damned male species', oh, this woman made me laugh when she coined that phrase, LOL harrrr. She was happy because I could handle the housework. I swear she found a way to do laundry every day of the week. I must say this the lady was about 7 years older than I had much more age in her face and wrinkles that showed a rough life. I witnessed her provoke that teenager one night over his girlfriend which she didn not approve of. He went to prom with her and he was very handsome. It turned bad after that with his guirlfriend. She claimed he raped her when the sex was consentual. A court date ensued. He was to stay away from the girl and any place they frequented for a year. Order of protection was now in place. Mary was infuriated to the point that when all was over it was not over. She ended up having a heart attack right in front of me one night, only within days after her grandson threatened her with a knife over the comments made about the girl he had careed about. ...the chest pain had her frozen in a fetal position facing towards the wall. I had to wake her grandson up twice. The second time he said to go ahead and call the ambulence because hecould not talk to 'those kinds of people' They appeared in seconds a whisked her out on a gurney. She apologized to the medics who were helping her for being 'so much trouble', which she was just a darling through it all. I visited, rather kept vigil at her bedside until my feet swelled, to where I had to come back to our place and not only check on things but to get in a hot tub of water and elevate my feet. Come November my dear friend had passed on. Her service was only the 2nd I had ever gone to. I never went to any of my own relatives services but did visit a grave site or two at the Union Cemetery in Ohio, where the relatives on my father's side were buried. I pulled some weeds and arranged the crysanthemums around the headstones. Now, Mary never would have approved of life support, or CPR or NICU twice and the relatives were counseled that this would only repeat itself over and over. They had to remove part of her colon that was without oxygen from her heart failure. The incision looked like they used a huge ginzu knife that nearly left her fileted. She could not use the pain reliever they left her with, the button that she alone could push to give her some pain relief every 5 minutes if she wanted to. Her hands were so swollen she could not do it if she wanted to. I had to leave her side on 3 occasions. Her condition declined each time. When I returned each time she improved in her condition enough to get out of the NICU to a regular room. The 3rd time I went home a friend called me at 7:30 in the morning to let me know Mary had passed on in the early hours of the morning sometime between 2-5 in the morning.

It has been over a year since Marys passing. She would be proud that her grandson went into the Army. I have been at the same dwelling we shared but ended up taking it over. The grandson was not invited to stay on by the landlady as I had been. Since i had gien her all the updates and she had gotten to know me it was easier than renting out to a complete 'stranger'.

Sometime in December of 2008 I write to some people in some social network sites. I got some sympathetic ears. Then there was a surprise... Michael. He wrote, You seem like a down home country girl at heart. I'd like to get to know you better. '

We both are in loveless marriages and our love a nearly 2 years later has grown. We speak on the phone. He lives an hour away from me.

My husband found a girlfriend but the authorities found a working still in a cave on the junkyard property she inherited.

Myself nor my husband has divorced but I went to legal aid where I hope to be chosen to e in a course held every 8 weeks for a do-it-yourself divorce. The husband is the one that is indicated to pay court costs according to legal aid.

We are friends, at least. At last, I am free soon to be with someone who admires me from afar... When the time is right our souls will ignite in the bliss of making love, we have both been deprived of, for marriages we tried to keep ourselves happy in but could not. We've been put together by fate, and fate will not keep us apart for long.