The Harem Waiting Room

I guess you could say that I'm gunshy... ANd terrified a woman wouldn't want me now. they reattached my legs, and they are covered with nasty scars. And I walk with crutches and a severe limp. If you want to see just what i'm talking about, i can show you. I'm just scared no one will want me when they see what's left of me. I mean, Emma use to call me her Gorgeious man, but threw me away without giving us a chance to prove we would be a wonderful husband and wife, and parents to our sons.

if you don't mind me asking...how did you mess up your legs? military?
 
That is a terrible story Spake, nobody should have to go through that. I hadn't seen your post when i teased Fira.

It's okay. both of you. :) I would love to find somene, really I would. I miss even just having someone to sit on the couch and just hold me while we are watching TV. Or waking up with someone beside me. Getting up and making her hot cup of tea just the way she loved it. getting the boys up and start getting them ready for their day. then when she was finished with her tea she'd be fully awake and ready to take over getting the boys ready before I headed out to college, and stand by waiting for the bus to pick my step-son Jack for pre-school.

:sighs:

that was our mornings. bed time... that was nice too. i'd say "Good night beautiful." and she would reply with "Good night gorgeous." to which i would say, "Have beautiful dreams, because I am. I dream of you." And she would say "I love you." and I would say "I love you so very, very much."

And We would fall asleep with me holding her protectively in my arms. most of the time with me just watching her sleep. and then i would fall sleep after double checking on the boys, and when Zachary would wake for his midnight feeding, i would give him his bottle and settled back into sleep and rejoin Emma.
 
It's okay. both of you. :) I would love to find somene, really I would. I miss even just having someone to sit on the couch and just hold me while we are watching TV. Or waking up with someone beside me. Getting up and making her hot cup of tea just the way she loved it. getting the boys up and start getting them ready for their day. then when she was finished with her tea she'd be fully awake and ready to take over getting the boys ready before I headed out to college, and stand by waiting for the bus to pick my step-son Jack for pre-school.

:sighs:

that was our mornings. bed time... that was nice too. i'd say "Good night beautiful." and she would reply with "Good night gorgeous." to which i would say, "Have beautiful dreams, because I am. I dream of you." And she would say "I love you." and I would say "I love you so very, very much."

And We would fall asleep with me holding her protectively in my arms. most of the time with me just watching her sleep. and then i would fall sleep after double checking on the boys, and when Zachary would wake for his midnight feeding, i would give him his bottle and settled back into sleep and rejoin Emma.

They say its always the little things you miss. I have never had that but it sure does sound nice. Hopefully you find it again
 
it's good that you can remember the better things, Spake.

*hugs*

and i'm sure you'll find someone willing to share moments like that with you again...
 
(fly by visit ) *runs in hugs Spake and then kisses his cheek and turns to exit* "don't mind me I had just heard some of the story before and I think your a wonderful man and deserve better"

*blows the room a kiss before teleporting back to her strip tease*
 
if you don't mind me asking...how did you mess up your legs? military?

Initially, i injuried by knees and back in the Navy. But my legs... well, 23 July 2008 i was driving to a doctors appointment at the VA Medical Clinic in Charlotte when it just started raining really, really hard. And the road just got awash with alot of water and my car hydroplaned into a guardrail. And it cut my left leg off mid-thigh and broke my right knee so badly that if the skin had broken... the lower part of my leg would have fallen off.

I had a broken left shoulderblade, all of the ribs on my left side were broken, collapsed left lung, damaged spleen, a concusion (it had shattered my eyeglasses) and other internal injuries. I had died on the operating table, and twice more during the week and half-long coma. I wouldn't be here if not for God and the life support machines my parents put me on. hell, all the drugs they put me on in the hospital had caused me to go crazy, i didn't remember who i was, or anyone was... Except for Emma and the boys. I knew them, and would scream at the female nurses not to touch me because I was married.

They said i wouldn't be able to start relearning to walk for at least six months. But I had started walking again in September 2008. All because when Emma called me in the hospital after I woke from the coma. She said that she loved me, and just wanted me to get well enough to get on a plane to get back to England, to be with her and the boys.

If you know any lovely ladies who want a man who is as loyal and loving as a Dog, and would treat them with love and respect (and if asked or needed with a firm hand ;) of a lovingmaster) send them my way.
 
(fly by visit ) *runs in hugs Spake and then kisses his cheek and turns to exit* "don't mind me I had just heard some of the story before and I think your a wonderful man and deserve better"

*blows the room a kiss before teleporting back to her strip tease*

Thank you Rayne. Thank you all for your kind words. if you want to hear the whole story, i'm more than willing to share it. hell, i've written a letter asking for help in getting my son back that details everything i've done through these past two years. and no, i'm not so proud that i'll beg for help. when it comes to doing for your family. a real man is not beneath begging, crying for pleeding for assistance.
 
*a voice whispers in his ear* I am sorry for all you and your son have suffered, its not fair and not deserved and I wish you every happiness from here on out
 
I wish i had something to say Spake. Your a good man.

Thank you Miss Silva. I really mean that. there are times I don't feel that i am. especially when it hits me that I keep getting thrown away, and wondering just what i've done wrong.
 
*a voice whispers in his ear* I am sorry for all you and your son have suffered, its not fair and not deserved and I wish you every happiness from here on out

Thank you Miss Rayne. That's all i want. It's my biggest prayer. my most deeply held wish and hope. thank you so much.
 
hmm....I wonder if my memory will register properly if I perform a straight Upgrade to Win7...
 
Raven i think you need to join a technical website chat room as well. On another note what did you think of my post in the Knights?
 
hmm....I wonder if my memory will register properly if I perform a straight Upgrade to Win7...

probably not since you can't seem to remember that we have no idea what you are talking about when you go all technical on us...

*grins innocently*
 
probably not since you can't seem to remember that we have no idea what you are talking about when you go all technical on us...

*grins innocently*

four words for you.

Ice
Cold
Silver
Bullet
 
Runs to look

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Runs after giving Raven sacrastic smile. Sorry hard to be sarcastic in posts sometimes lol
 
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