HOW DID YOU JUST WALK AWAY FROM US?

When we met, I was 20 and you were 23. We dated for about 3 months and that’s when I found out I was pregnant (that was a really short amount of time considering my previous relationship lasted 4 years).

You would talk to our unborn daughter and tell her how much she was loved and how he would never leave her. We then got married (despite my mom’s objections). Our marriage was full of turmoil and discontent. Mainly because you refused to work and help with the household bills. You would just sit back and watch me balance the weight of the world on my shoulder and not care to lend a hand.

Amongst that was the staying out all hours of the night and coming home wasted. I was so ready to leave…just dust my hands off and walk away. But 2 years, 11 months, and 2 days after our daughter was born, we had another child. This time a boy…just as I was ready to walk out the door and be done with you. But when we found out I was pregnant, you, literally, dropped to your knees and begged me not to do what I had initally thought to do, have an abortion. You SWORE on the life of your son that you’d do right by me AND him. Once again, it was all lies.

After all the verbal and the one episode of physical abuse, I was D-O-N-E! By the time our son was 10 months old, I finally got the courage and nerve to tell you, “I don’t want to be married to you anymore, I. DON’T. WANT. THIS!” Over the course of a year, I tried to make it work because I didn’t want to abandon what was once good. But it was a one way battle and you walked away…as simple as that. You jumped your cowardly ass on a bus and vanished into the night.

Fast forward 8 years later…I’ve moved on and found an awesome husband and man of God that was more than willing and ready to step in where you ran away. 2 weeks from now, he will be legally adopoting the 2 beautiful kids you selfishly left behind. So while you sit in your jail cell (for domestic abuse with the intent to imped breathing…aka: choking) just know, they are perfectly taken care of by their mother who never left their side and their real daddy that would NEVER walk away from them.

Just so you know, I’ve NEVER, EVER spoken an ill word about you to them. Whatever opinion they’ve made about you has been formed on their own. When they ask about you, I simply state the facts: you left us and provided no forwarding address. One day, they may come looking for you, but then again, these are MY kids and they’re smart enough to know when they’re dealing with someone that doesn’t want to be bothered.

I hope this life you’ve made for yourself is what you were looking for. God will cast the final judgement and you will atone for this life you’ve lead (I Timothy 5:8). There once was love for you in my heart and I guess there will always be that appreciation because you helped me physically manifest the best parts of me. And for that, I say, “Thank You.” Regardless of how hard it has been for me to let go of the hurt, pain and sorrow I dealt with while married to you, I have grown to be able to pray for you. And as hard as it once was to say, I wish you well and I have finally let go.