Adulthood (2000+)

Eventually, I divorced Ken and spent the few years figuring myself out. I met Jeff in 198x at his sister's party. He knocked me off my feet and gave me attention that Ken never did. We soon got married. We had our son Trevor in 199x.
Trevor lost all of his money, everything in the stock of his company. He was devastated. Broken. Wouldn't talk to me nor Jeff anymore. Jeff didn't know why he was upset, but he didn't like it.
Jeff died the week before my birthday. I couldn't believe it. For years, he neglected my wants and needs as his wife. Then after years of watching him suffer, and him being miserable and in such unfathomable pain, he finally gave me the Biggest Gift He Could Ever Give THis Old Hippie. Peace. One summer day, he let go and released all of the pressure that had been on us for so many years. I cried so hard. I blamed and cursed at God. I ran to a friend days later and just bawled in his arms. He tried consoling me, but I couldn't help it. What a birthday, right?

I started donating Jeff's things to the local St. Vincent de Paul. Looking back, I didn't think about the thick smoke smell from our house and if that stuff would even be useful, but I tried. I had to hire some movers to dispose of my old furniture- Jeff's chairs, bed, cabinets, stuff from the basement that I couldn't lift, etc. Cost me over $2000! People are ripoffs.
My poor baby Nugget passed away. My true friend that stayed by my side for 17 years, that big soft fluffy pack of fur. Right when I lose one, I lose another, and now another... I can't even begin to process how hard this is.
I needed someone in my life, and then came Buddy. My adorable little boy keeps me company.
In December I was arrested for something I didn't do. I mean, I didn't MEAN to do it, it just sort of happened. Seriously. I'm a 70 year old widow, you don't think I have better things to do then pester someone, much less KIDS, minding their own business? I was forced to sleep in the dungeon for 2 days, they gave me $1000 bail. Then they tried nabbing me again for jumping court- really?? The judge at least could see what was happening. They only gave me 11 days and a fine. Thank God, thank the Son, I can't even believe I was that close to ending up behind bars again. I still shake about it.

Where to next?

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You can choose what you want to read. My upbringing and rebellious teen years would fall under the first one California Livin'. My failed marriages, experiences with a drug family, and other hijnks are found under Return to Wisco. And finally, everything from fights with my son and my drinking problems to what I think about today's social issues is considered Adulthood.