- Sep 17, 2004
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Four years ago, I was putting up a Christmas tree in the house I raised my kids in. I was married, and looking forward to having my kids together for the holiday, along with my husband. One month after Christmas, around our 25th anniversary, he tells me he is moving out and filing for a divorce. My world ended. I live in an apartment, and my kids are living away. He is married and living in an expensive townhouse.
I hate the holidays. I hate the romance in the jewelery commercials, and the family stuff with all the coziness, and fireplaces, which I had in my house.
I want to be held in someone's arms, and given a gift of love and romance by a Godly Christian man who is devoted to God and family. Instead I am single, and have no man in my life.
I hate my life.
I hate the holidays. I hate the romance in the jewelery commercials, and the family stuff with all the coziness, and fireplaces, which I had in my house.
I want to be held in someone's arms, and given a gift of love and romance by a Godly Christian man who is devoted to God and family. Instead I am single, and have no man in my life.
I hate my life.