Now things are on a different life plane than could have been perceived beck then. Both parents and in laws were alive. I felt confident in my life path. In truth, it had already been fraying and I hadn't even realized it.
3 more years hence I'd be at cuna mutual, our house would be for sale and the pressures of sales would be weighing down on me.
Then the real fraying would begin. More business trips fractured the marriage with Nancy. Additional flings mounted when I went to ncs, despite being the most successful i ever was. Divorce, remarriage and divorce followed between 1998 and 2001, along with 2 bankruptcies and a foreclosure.
By 2004, the 2nd bankruptcy ended and the issue of child support on the forefront. I took Nancy to court because she lied her ass off, trying to bleed money she wasn't entitled to.
In 2005, with court cases settled, I paid Nancy off, only owing for the boys. Bill's enthusiasm got to me and the transfer on death deed placed me directly in front of another foreclosure when mom died in 2007. My 2nd Chapter 7 ensued.
Self employment was great for a time, but I had to shield the car ina Chapter 13 in 2012. Cheryl's death brought a reorganization of a third 13, which rolled in to a 7 right after my retirement in 2018. That tended 20 years of financial problems.
Today, I began to reminisce about what Mike said 10 years ago... that Greg was beating me at the grandpa game.
That riled me up a bit. I was shamed out of the family by Nancy, and the kids' loyalties followed. Nancy's comments even polluted mystery and mom for a while. Then, my sister's bitterness, and brother-in-law's partisan bitchiness ultimately drove me away. I doubt any bridge will cross the chasm that developed.
The past 25 of 35 years has painted the blood red road I'm on now. There's no turning back.
