Wednesday, June 22, 2005

~~ 1981 ~~

In 1981, I met the love of my life, my wife Gwen. As far as earthly treasure, she is my most cherished. I cannot adequately describe the personal benefit of having this young lady in my life. Daily, when I reflect on her, I still wonder why someone like her would actually "dedicate" her "entire life" to the likes of someone like myself... To this day, it remains a mystery to me.

We were married six months after we met one another and were as much in love as two people could be. She had a son, Wade, from a previous relationship and I would soon after marrying her adopt him as my own. But that doesn't mean I would be a father of any value.

In my child-like, adolescent, immature, jealous mentality, I resented the relationship my wife had with her former lover. In "MY" mind, I wanted to be "the only one"... Yeah boy... Like I really had a right to expect perfection from her or anyone else... And "good-ol'-boy" Matthew took it out on this young man... Oh, I thought I tried to "get along" as best I could, but the petty jealousy within me easily overtook my every motivation... Rings representing promises made (and broken) were tossed into the wilderness... Toys that were given by any individual other than myself, I made the boy destroy them himself... And let's just suffice it to say, he was not treated as the treasure he was... but more like an outcast...

"Just a good ol' boy"? Huh? Believe it or not, that's the way "good-ol'-boys" act...