No! No! No! No! Bouncy.
There are two people. One is the hubby. I was married to him at 25 and even though we were only together for about three years (24/7 because of the nature of his job), we stayed the best of friends until he died when Truly was about 14. After me he had a lady who had 6 girls with him. They were all so tiny when he died
He was a decent man, an amazing father and a good friend to me and all my family til the day he died. I even had his "wife" and kids to stay with us when they were in the city. I still talk to his Mum all the time (she is sent from heaven to show us what the best of the best of a person can be) in Rockhampton and even holidayed with his family in Rockhampton for years after out split. (even one year with the ex-arse!) His mum used to come down for the birth of all the girls and they all think of her as Grandma. She reminds me of my Mum and is the only other person in the world I ever called Mum with as much love in my heart as I have for my own mother. I havent seen her for a few years as she has kidney failure and cant travel from Rocky anymore. She gets dyalisis every week at the hospital. Poppy died last year and we were shattered. My hubby was a wonderful intelligent man who never even argued with me, never raised his voice or swore (well not in front of me)who brought a wonderful extended family into our lives.
Then there is the ex-arse..... totally different kettle of fish (dead fish). And his family are all as arsey as he is. His mother was Satans little helper and was forever telling the girls they would burn in the fires of hell for EVER because we werent married. The rest of the family are of the same mold and who would gladly cut each others throats to get to the money. No seriously... they would feed their 95 yr old grandmother rich rich sweet food even though she had diabetes. Rich and yet they put both their parents into paupers homes to die a nasty death (both in the same year the year before last) and when they did it was like a weight had been lifted off our shoulders.
So remember.... "the hubby" NICE. "the ex-arse" NOT NICE.
Just keep swimming... just keep swimming.. just keep swimming....