My dad cheated on my mom when I was little I remember the incident like it was yesterday. I was about 5 years old playing on the porch with some trucks ( yeah I was not a fan of dolls) and the phone rang. My mom answered it and all I heard was “you are who” then she sat down then she got up then she got mad…..when my mom get’s mad that is not a good thing. I remember her calling my grandma to come over to get me and my grandma told me to go upstairs to take a nap I slept for at least 2 hours when I got up my mom was still on the phone. She got off and went into her bedroom and started putting my dads clothes in the suitcase and started lining them up on the porch. She walked past me and her only words were when your dad comes home tell him goodbye cause you will never see him again.
At the time I did not know she was talking to my dads mistress. See my dad use to drive trucks out of town he had been a truck driver for years and was in the beginning stages of starting his own trucking company. My dads mistress called her because somehow she found my moms number in my dads belongings. The mistress had no idea my dad was married and she lived here in GA my dad had two double lives. My mom later told me she was upset not just because he cheated but he got the mistress pregnant. My mother told me at the age of 10 to never trust a man never they are men and they will always be men. You give them your heart and they will break it if you do marry don’t give them your whole heart that way if they break it you will still have some piece of it left.
I never longed for a dad because my friends didn’t have any so I did not feel I missed out on anything. I did not see my dad until I was around 22 he showed up and said his mother said he should come see about me at the time I was away at college so my mom said give me your number and if she wants to call she will. My mom gave me the number and I called because I wanted to know why it took so long for him to come and see me. We talked but it was awkward. He was married and had a son he told me I had 2 brothers. One from the mistress and one from his current wife. I never connected with him but I am from a small town so people who know my dad would tell me stories of how he took care of his step children but could care less about his real kids.
I remember a few years ago I desperately needed help the hubs and I did not have money and we were barely staying afloat. I broke down and called my dad to ask him to get me a cheaper car note…(my car note was close to 500 bucks and it was the only car we had and we needed a car) he had good credit I was willing to pay him monthly for a cheaper car if he could get the car in his name so we could free up some money. He told me “Oh I have an old car in my junk yard you can have it. It doesn’t have any heat or air but it runs”…yet he bought his step children a brand new car cash. I was livid and from then on I never spoke to him again.
I know this post is long but I wanted to give you a piece of my life there is more to that story and there is some hurt and anger at least on my end but these days I am thankful for my hubs. He may not be the best husband but he is an excellent father. My kids light up with joy when they see him. If you have have a good father cherish him and wish him a very happy fathers day.