I grew up in the big city where it was huge but small. Communities form and everyone either has heard of one another or seen one another. My life is no different than any other city girl. I grew up poor but fighting my way out with education. I have two BA degrees and working on getting my masters at the age of 22. And nothing is more important to me than having more than my immigrant parents had. Then a long the way I met someone in the city who grew up in the same area and had similar struggles. We believed it was a perfect match. He was strong, handsome, educated, motivated, and Army. Things started really fast and months flew by. His determination and personality drove me to better myself each and everyday. It was like a dream come true as each morning I made him breakfast and he kissed me good bye before work in his uniform.
Eight months later he got notice he is getting deployed. The remaining weeks were dark and our love only grew. Talks about marriage arose and I was more than eager to accept. I could not express enough how much I loved this man. Then he left.. Several trips to the post offices were made and any way or form to show my love was done while he was over there. The months were slow but it flew by and the last couple of months were the worst. It seemed like it would never end and that was when trouble arouse. Rumors from the community we lived in indicated I have cheated. That cannot be further than the truth. I have always been a free spirited person but I am smart and strong. No other man can come close to my husband in my eyes.
He came home.. I thought everything was over and we can finally be together but it was far from a happy ending. The man I love has changed.. He is cold, dark, secretive, neglectful, a liar, and weak. He moved to a different state to start his business and all the talk we had of moving together was never mentioned again. Everything he promised and our plans disappeared in two short months.
Now I sit and wait in agony of what will happen next. Do I honor my vows “ for better or for worst” and sit and watch as the world this man has fought for, fall apart around him and I can offer no consolation or move on from this one way relationship?
