One afternoon as I happened to pass by one window which faced our road, I noticed a truck pulling onto our driveway. Â It was loaded down with furniture. Â Pulling up the rear was an automobile with Hemmaâs family on board.
I called Hemma to have a look with me out the window. Â âWhy is all this furniture coming to our house?â Â I took a deep breath, âand your family too?â Â Eyes lowered, she unassumingly answered, âI see my family, yes. Â They sold their old house and theyâre moving in here with us.â
See my jaw hitting the floor ⊠now!
âHemma! Â You knew about this?â Her eyes looked up at me and the answer was there. Â âAnd you didnât tell me, why?â Â Now sheâs crying. Â âIf I had told you about this, you wouldâve moved out and left me here all alone.â Â I couldnât help but to look at her in disbelief.
She kept going, âI did not want to lose you! Â I love you so very much so please forgive me. Â I will do anything for you so please, just donât leave me!â Â Then she embraced me so tightly and wouldnât let go. Â I broke loose from the lady bear and said simply, âOkay.â
As I was pulling away from my wifeâs grip, thoughts raced through my mind like a hurricane and on top was always, âGod, what is going on? Â Why is this happening again?!â Â It was like something is trying to make certain that I know 100% I have to separate from Hemma.
Well, I do know now we can never truly be as we were becoming over these last 3 weeks. Â When I said, âokayâ to her, I had decided to play their game, staying on in the house long enough to formulate a plan. Â I believed I could manage to avoid them for a little while, but not too long.
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