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I wonder if he is still single...and what if...
posted by
Annicita
on December 30, 2020 at 10:04 PM
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We learn through our mistakes, that's a given. You came out of it whole, and that's what counts.
posted by
adnohr
on December 30, 2020 at 8:57 PM
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You are one strong lady and have seen and been through so much. I'm sorry you had to ever endure that and hope that now there are times on which you look back and find joy and solace. Good for you!
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 30, 2020 at 5:28 PM
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Pat, I'm so sorry you had to go through this abuse. I am thankful that you are a strong woman and knew not to stay in an abusive relationship. Thank goodness for your children and the love they have for you. 
posted by
Goldiec
on December 30, 2020 at 3:12 PM
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I believe it is the tough times, the mistakes the courage to do something about them, the difficult times the bruises inside and out, for me the travel and education,the broken precious memento...these are what have made us into the strong elders of our family who the young ones can learn from or not.
posted by
Kabu
on December 30, 2020 at 11:23 AM
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You are not the only one Pat. It is a job to imagine anything but happiness when one
endures that excited emotion .
posted by
C_C_T
on December 30, 2020 at 10:14 AM
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That was a rough road to travel. You just forget these acts of cruelty.
That is a shame that you endured his wrath. Nobody deserves such treatment. My hubby and I will celebrate 35 years in a few months. I met him while he was in the Navy, visiting the base where I worked. Our courtship was quick like yours. Before meeting my best friend, I had tied the knot with the Devil himself a few years before. He was fond of name-calling, the company of other women, and of course, booze & drugs. He only put his hands on me once, but that was all it took to know that it was time to move on. Lessons usually come with some sort of mark. Most of them are stored inside our memories, a few leave a permanent scar.
posted by
Sherri_G
on December 30, 2020 at 8:12 AM
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Now that I re-read this, it's quite a bummer. Have to point out this was
66 years ago and the turnip truck has long-since disappeared in the rear-view mirror. My children have taught me a lot about life and acceptance. It's all been worth it.
posted by
Pat_B
on December 30, 2020 at 6:22 AM
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Wow. What a way to learn. I've learned a few lessons myself...too late.
posted by
TAPS.
on December 30, 2020 at 5:28 AM
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