1.I had made a Solemn Vow. Given my Word. Sworn an Oath. Made a Promise.
2. Kids. Kids need parents. I thought that having two parents (the way I grew up) was the way to do it. Her parents had divorced and she had issues with her father. I think some of that was transferred to me.
3. Then about about two months before she left she asked me what I feared most. "Dying alone" I answered. Yeah, should have guessed on that one.
But I am happy now. My life is mine. I get my son often (not as much as I want but frequently). It's good. It's real good.
As to #1 - therein lies the problem with taking an oath that requires two people to make it possible. You can take an oath that YOU will do whatever it takes, but if that other person can't/won't/doesn't uphold their end of things, where does that leave you? Bound by a promise that has no value whatsoever to a full half of the equation.
#3 - you won't die alone Scout. Not if any of us have any say in the matter.
Yes, dear deer (and zombies and hippies).
:)
FTFY. Don't "yes dear" me, Ben.
