It was a year ago today my son Charles and I went to his Dad's funeral. He lived in Brownwood, Texas. It seems like this past year has flew by. I had to drive in the rain today for six hours but that beat where I had to go to last year at this time.
My brother Wayne was there. I don't see him often. He lives in San Angelo, Texas. A friend of mine and Paul's was there too. I hadn't seen him in years. His wife had died the year before. I wish I could have seen Jean before she died.
I met Paul when I was in the second grade. They lived right down the street from us. There were six boys in that family. My Dad moved a lot but we were in Brownwood at that time. I guess later we had moved and came back because I met him again and went to the movies with him in the sixth grade. Moved away again and then met him again when I was 17. My Dad moved from Sweetwater to Brownwood every year. I guess he couldn't figure out which place he liked best.
I was around Paul for awhile and then one day my Dad decided to move again to Hamlin. Off we went. Paul went to Washington. We wrote letters every week. I got a job carhopping at the only fast food place in Hamlin. Paul wrote me he was coming back to Brownwood. I went back there and stayed with my brother.
We got back together and got married. I was 18, he was 19. Mistake of my life. He was one wild guy. Cheated on me so many times I could not count them. We stayed together for 7 years but one day I left with three small kids and one on the way. (That I didn't know about) I guess my life wasn't ruined entirely with him. I wouldn't have my four kids if I had not been with him.
He changed with his 5th wife and turning 40 I guess. I think some people can change if they love that person enough. Anyway he went on to be a successful man with several businesses of his own. Tried to do better with his kids.
I forgave him long ago for all the torment he put me through. We live and learn I guess. He was my first love and you can never forget your first love. RIP Paul.
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