When I came back from the Gulf War, I was a serious mess.
Two years before, my then-wife advised me she wanted a divorce. Then she moved in with one of my privates. Add the usual stresses inflicted on a soldier and a law enforcement officer, and the word “mess” becomes an understatement.
I developed a poor attitude concerning humans and the female of the species. Indeed, from where I sat, they were occasionally useful creatures. I’d say this quote by W. C. Fields summed up how I felt: “Women are like elephants. I like to look at them, but I’d hate to own one.”
Then I met Julie. And I had to ask if my hurts and the possibility of being hurt again was worth the risk. I mean one more thing like happened with my ex, and I’d really hate life.
I’m glad I took the risk. My relationship with her has been the most rewarding part of my life. She made me a good father, a good husband, and a good man. Most of all, she introed me to Jesus, who not only saved my soul, but what was left of my sanity.
All said, I’m sure I got the better part of this deal.
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Yes, Richard, coming back to that would be disturbing. My girlfriend dropped me when I was in Vietnam, to be free to go dates. When I got back, I went to see her and won her back, eventually married her.
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Now, that’s cool.
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