| I am a minister's wife, not that I ever wanted the privilege, but it goes with the teritory. If someone had told me years ago I would be a minister's wife, I'd have laughed at them. I have always believed that we should support our partner in life, which might seem funny when I tell you I've been married 3 times. But life is life, things happen, and as long as we learn from our mistakes nothing is ever lost, just knowledge gained. So we have to move on, and try not to get so bitter and twisted that no-one will want to know us. I have followed that philosophy in life, and was lucky to meet my 3rd husband. We've been married 19 yrs now, and together for 20 yrs. Because my husband is a minister, we have to move around a lot. We had nothing to lose actually, as the mining village where our children started to grow up wasn't an exciting, or inspiring place to be growing up in. The poor miners had lost a lot of, if not all, hope due to the pit closures, most of the village (blink and you would have missed it!) were on the dole. If you weren't born and bred there, you just weren't accepted. |
| Even after 13 years of living there I was an outsider to many, if not most. My husband was one of them because he'd lived there all his life (that he could remember anyway). So, when I met him (he was 8 years younger than me) there was quite a lot of backstabbing and jealousy. You see, as they saw it he had landed on his feet, as I had my own house and everything. My husband adopted our two eldest girls to protect them from their biological father, he abused the eldest when she was 10 months old, until she was 2 yrs and 10 months (you either know the sort, or must have read about them, violent, manipulative etc.), and we wanted to protect them from any future claim to access, which he was always trying to obtain. It was also very important to the girls. The eldest was being bullied as she didn't have a daddy, and she wanted a real daddy, it was obviously something she felt deeply about even as young as 6 years old. Being the very special person he is, and always has been, he has never felt any difference in the way he feels about the children, he treats all four the same. He genuinely loves all of them in the same way. I think that makes him pretty special, and so do all the kids. |
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