Moment of Truth - Chapter 4

At this point in our lives, after my father's death, my ex is working with Restless Heart. They were good to us. They played on a cruise ship at the end of the year. Wives were invited. It was terrible. My ex-s parents flew out to take care of Anthony. I missed him so much. On this cruise, I was accused of making a pass at my husband's best friend. What I was actually doing, was crying out for help. Nobody would believe me. Everyone thought he was wonderful. We had even gone years earlier for counseling and the counselor, who was male, was so dazzled with the fact that he worked for Gary Morris, that he didn't bother listening to me. I gambled and won on the cruise. My ex cashed in my chips. We rode the porter boat to St. Thomas. I threatened to jump overboard. He was mad at me because I was sick. I had been up all night. He said I had drank too much. I was drinking coffee with Bailey's Liquor. I looked him straight in the eye and told him I was pregnant.

When we got home from the cruise, I took the pregnancy test and sure enough, I was pregnant. I told him and he responded with "shit". Again, we still fought. Again, he flew his mom to stay with me and he was on the road. She was due July 12. She came like both my sons, 10 days early. He was in Canada when I went into labor and flew home. He took me to the hospital that night and we discovered it was false labor. The next day, July 12, over a 100 degrees outside, he made me walk and walk and walk around the block. I would have to stop every few minutes because I was in labor. I told him I hated him and I would never forgive him for this. Finally, he drives me to the hospital. But drives around the parking lot until HE is certain the baby is coming. When we got inside, they had me hold my legs together and not push until my doctor got there. He was at a party. Finally, he arrives and Beth arrives. I had to immediately get a shot of antibiotics because infection had set in. Later that night, I call my oldest son to tell him he had a sister. Craig, 19, had moved back to NC after my dad died to help my mom. He then tells me, "guess what, you have a grandbaby". He met someone in a club and they got married the same night.

They drove to TN the next day. His "new wife" was terrible. Both were on drugs. After they went back to NC, my sister called me and asked me if I knew where Craig was but if I did not to tell me, my sister is a social worker in NC. It seemed his new wife did not have custody of the child and her and Craig had crossed state lines.

This now reminds me of the story when Anthony was born. My ex's mom was driving my car with Craig to come and pick us up at the hospital. She asked Craig at a intersection, "anything coming", Craig said "no", and she pulled out and was hit by oncoming car.

Back to Craig and his adventure with this woman, don't remember much of anything other than the fact they had the marriage annulled.

My daughter Beth was a wonderful baby. She was always happy and smiling. I stayed home with her until she began kindergarten.

The first of the year after she was born, we had a terrible ice storm. We had to stay at a hotel for a few days. We had no electricity in our home. That was terrible. The 4 of us in a tiny hotel room with the father being pissed off. The night before, I had called one of his friends in the band to come and get him away from us. Writing all of this today, makes me feel so lucky. My life today is absolutely wonderful.

Will continue "my story" a little later. Remembering Beth as a beautiful baby takes me to a nice spot of wonderful memories of her. Until, I remember the ice storm and the rest of the year which follows.

This is the time that my ex has prostate cancer. We were sitting outside one day and the phone rang. I answered it. This woman asked to speak to my husband. I told him it was a woman and it was for him. I always had to screen his phone calls for him. He asked me to ask who it was. I asked her. She told me. She said she had met him in TX and she flew in to Nashville and wanted to meet him for drinks. He said he didn't know her. I told her he said he didn't know her. She then said, "is this the same (repeated his name) who is dying from prostate cancer"? I said he doesn't have cancer. When confronting my husband, he told me Restless Heart was getting ready to fire him and he told them he had cancer. So they didn't fire him. I would hear messages from the road manager, oh, I guess you're not there, probably going for your chemo.