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Whiskey, Empathy, and the 12 Apostles

Chapter 12: Saint Andrew

April 14, 2019 Valerie Leyden-Morffi
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He loved me when I was my most unloveable.
When I believed no one would ever love me for me, He came along and did.

Young in love and new to adult relationships, neither of us knew what we were doing.
Neither of us had an example of a healthy relationship to emulate.
But we did love each other and knew being together felt better than not.

We had our ups and downs, but persevered on.
The roller coaster of Us went on for a decade before he left.
But we could never fully stay apart, and two years later he proposed, promising to spend the rest of his life making up for leaving - his biggest mistake.
That lasted eleven months.

For the first time ever, I went numb from the pain.
Saltless tears fell - I had nothing left.
The man I once loved was gone -
our future together dissipated in the drops of water that rolled down my cheeks.
And then one month later I discovered the ring wasn’t the only gift he left me with as new life began to grow inside me.

When I look back at our relationship that lasted longer than most marriages, I think maybe we stayed together out of comfort or fear of being alone.
But there was love between us, and there will always be a very special place in my heart that belongs only to him.
He gave me the greatest gift anyone could ever receive -
He gave me the true love of my life... my son.
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©️VMLM13 Whiskey + Empathy 2019

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