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October 25, 2005
A lot went on after that I don't reckon I intended for me getting married to be such a big deal. Of course I took him home to meet my family. Unfortunately, and I swear this came out of my mothers own mouth, I was my mothers favorite. No one, other than someone my mom had picked out, would be good enough. In the past either they were too short, or she didn't like their parents, or they didn't make enough money, or they were an only child , or, or, or.... You get the idea. My mother, whom I truly love, likes to take things people say and twist them a bit to suit her needs. You see she was ready to fight this one. When you grow up Baptist, they really and truly believe that all Catholics are going to hell and that there is something wrong with every denomination but their own. Now, don't you all try to tell me different, because I was born and raised one, and I know what I was taught. Alan was a Catholic, as my father had been, and one time when we were home he said something that set my mother off and turned her against him, seemingly to this day, FOR EV ER!! What he said was, and this might be right on or at least pretty close, "Because we have the power of God inside us, we have the ability to be perfect like Jesus was". What my mom heard was "I, Alan Creech, am perfect". I swear to the Lord above that is what she said he said. When I asked him about it he told me what he actually said, and they even talked about it. Unfortunately, you see, he was going to marry me so she was grabbing at straws. At one point you know what my older sister told me? "God would forgive you having sex before you get married before he would forgive me for getting divorced". She was on mom's side and was trying ways to talk me out of getting married too. She was encouraging me to "try Alan out" before we actually got married. Lord, help me. In March of 1988 just 2 months before I was to get married, my mom came to Richmond to take me out to lunch and tell me some things she had never told me before, about my father. About what they both had gone through to get me the things I was benefiting from at that moment in college, and how I would loose them once I got married. I sat in Ponderosa and cried my heart out. The information she gave me did not change my heart toward Alan. There is a lot more to come but I will leave you with this today. posted by Liz at 8:56 AM - permalink - - |
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