PRWriter
07-21-2006, 01:41 PM
I have been with my OW for thirteen months this Tuesday, we've been happy through the entire thing, with almost no conflicts or arguements, except for 2 or 3 big problems, no small stuff. I was staying with her this week while I applied for Police Academy. She has 2 sons (Age 19 & 20) and a daughter (Age 16), and wednesday, I decided to take my OW and her daughter to the movies, my treat. (The sons are here for the summer, they live with their dad.)
An hour before the movie was going to start, the sons come by needing help from their mother. Time was getting close so she was able to help her younger son, but since the movie was about to start soon, she wasn't able to help her older one. We enjoy the movie, just us three, the next day was planned for her to take me home since I ahd a job interview earlier today.
Yesterday, the younger son calls her, they argued a little about our age gap, but she was able to settle him down. The older one calls later, and he's arguing his head off with her, saying that she spent all week helping me apply, and on top of everything she drove me back home 2 hours away, and that she wasn't helping him. Out of stress she hung up on him, but we spoke in the afternoon after dinner. I was still around because since we arrived home late and needed to get up early if we were to take me home, we decided to wait one more day and go to sleep early the following night.
We're talking after dinner, her daughter is at work, and we see no other alternative but to break up. We were afraid that if we continued, it might get to the point where her sons would have nothing to do with her, and the last thing either of us want is for her kids to become distant with her. It's not a problem with me, I get along best with the older son, but what bother's them is the age gap.
We broke up last night, crying in each other's arms. Then, we escaped our sorrow for a moment to make love. I left the decision in her hands as to whether she would want to or not, ubt she wasn't sure. I asked her if she'd regret making love, she said no. I asked her if she'd regret not making love, and that led to it. I went on the computer afterwards to put my emotions into my story as she picked up her daughter from work. When she returned and we all went to sleep, I took the couch voluntarily so she could sleep better since she was the one to drive.
I ended up going to her bed, cuddling up with her, and we both went to sleep. She was having difficulty sleeping because we were broken up, I, on the other hand, was living the moment, what could have been my last moment to rest in her arms that way. This morning we got ready, drove up two hours (crying all the way, but trying not to.) and we stayed at my house talking for half an hour before she drove back down. I called her asap, (giving her a 15 minute break so she could cry her eyes out as I sorted out my own thoughts to get a grip on reality the of it) and we spoke for half of the trip, she has minutes so we spoke all we could.
I love her to death, I want only her. If eternity and the idea of soul mates are an illusion, then I choose to be Delusional. She means everything to me, and this is most difficult for me. I've never been so close to someone, and I believe she is for me. But never would I risk her losing her children, and neither would she, so that was our only point of agreement, the only reason to obligate us to break up.
An hour before the movie was going to start, the sons come by needing help from their mother. Time was getting close so she was able to help her younger son, but since the movie was about to start soon, she wasn't able to help her older one. We enjoy the movie, just us three, the next day was planned for her to take me home since I ahd a job interview earlier today.
Yesterday, the younger son calls her, they argued a little about our age gap, but she was able to settle him down. The older one calls later, and he's arguing his head off with her, saying that she spent all week helping me apply, and on top of everything she drove me back home 2 hours away, and that she wasn't helping him. Out of stress she hung up on him, but we spoke in the afternoon after dinner. I was still around because since we arrived home late and needed to get up early if we were to take me home, we decided to wait one more day and go to sleep early the following night.
We're talking after dinner, her daughter is at work, and we see no other alternative but to break up. We were afraid that if we continued, it might get to the point where her sons would have nothing to do with her, and the last thing either of us want is for her kids to become distant with her. It's not a problem with me, I get along best with the older son, but what bother's them is the age gap.
We broke up last night, crying in each other's arms. Then, we escaped our sorrow for a moment to make love. I left the decision in her hands as to whether she would want to or not, ubt she wasn't sure. I asked her if she'd regret making love, she said no. I asked her if she'd regret not making love, and that led to it. I went on the computer afterwards to put my emotions into my story as she picked up her daughter from work. When she returned and we all went to sleep, I took the couch voluntarily so she could sleep better since she was the one to drive.
I ended up going to her bed, cuddling up with her, and we both went to sleep. She was having difficulty sleeping because we were broken up, I, on the other hand, was living the moment, what could have been my last moment to rest in her arms that way. This morning we got ready, drove up two hours (crying all the way, but trying not to.) and we stayed at my house talking for half an hour before she drove back down. I called her asap, (giving her a 15 minute break so she could cry her eyes out as I sorted out my own thoughts to get a grip on reality the of it) and we spoke for half of the trip, she has minutes so we spoke all we could.
I love her to death, I want only her. If eternity and the idea of soul mates are an illusion, then I choose to be Delusional. She means everything to me, and this is most difficult for me. I've never been so close to someone, and I believe she is for me. But never would I risk her losing her children, and neither would she, so that was our only point of agreement, the only reason to obligate us to break up.

