Its takes three

Getting married was the best thing ever. Being married to my husband was a blessing and gift from God. For the first time I was happy, I felt wanted. I felt valued, I felt safe but mostly I felt loved.

But darkness still loomed. The past. The sins of a father was not going to accept defeat so easily. Past demons will not be vanquished with a little thing called love.
It continued its onslaught and attack on me, my life and inadvertedly, those I loved

There would be good times where all was good and laughter and smiles were frequent and plenty.
Times when love grew and life flourished. When coming home was exciting and being a family was a joy.

But then there were dark times. Times when the past and all its pain threw dark, scary, horrid shadows on our lives. When laughter was replaced with screaming and smiles replaced with tears. Excitement was replaced with fear and affection replaced with resentment.When emptiness was king and sadness reigned supreme.

And so it was for 17 years. This way and that way. Happiness and sadness. Never knowing what the next day bring. Unpredictable uncertainty. That was our life.

But every cloud has a silver lining. And our stormy cloud was laced with love. A strong, unrelenting, all forgiving, self-sustaining, un-apologetic and constant love for each other. And that love together with am overwhelming desire to be together and stay together became the primary combatant against the relentless assault of pain and sorrow.

But wait there’s more…

Life is always fair and always gives us what we need and what we deserve. And so we were blessed with a further addition and extention to our family. But not a conventional addition like a new baby, but rather a new wife, an additional wife to my husband in the form of my sister-wife and am additional sibling to my children in the form of her five year old son.
Now our family is larger, with more support, more hands when needed but mostly more love. More love to give and much much more love to receive and share. Now our family flourishes even more than before because…

Sometimes it takes more than two people to make a family work.

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2 thoughts on “Its takes three

  1. Beautiful, and well-said.

    I never knew I could be happier than I was… than WE were as a couple… until we did the same, and became a triad.

    Let no one else define “family” for those of us who choose a different way. We are family, and no one outside our family unit would be able to understand.

  2. you happy now DELETE,ERASE the past DONT think about it ,it cause PAIN love and be loved and make the the best you can with your new family.look like its working.ALL MY LOVE TO YOU

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