I had a melt down after Friday's conversation with the former in law. I'm overwhelmed with my life, my financial burdens, my children's pain, my own pain, and the legal battle ahead of me.
My BLT called... he made me feel so much better. I jumped to the wrong conclusion about something and sent him a text, then another text, then called twice. I didn't realize he had been called into work for a couple hours.
When he called me back he calmly listened to me blubber and cry and then he just said, "hey, do me a favor. Don't assume because everyone else has shit all over you lately that I'm going to do it too."
And he's right. That's exactly what I did. I have been waiting for him to break my heart. Waiting for him to crap all over me, because life in general has spent the past several months doing just that.
Then in true BLT fashion he says, "repeat after me... BLT is MY man, he loves me, and he's not going anywhere." and he refused to hang up until I did just that. It made me laugh, it made me feel ridiculous, but damn it made me feel good too.
He's mine, he's not going anywhere, he loves me. Freak out over.