The old saying that “we can’t pick our relatives” also includes step children as well. I inherited 5 when I married the Captain and none were interested in getting to know me and hearing about my life. If they had read, My First Love, on my blog, they would have known many things about my life and the person I had become.
Through some misplaced anger, I was recently told that my marriage to the Captain was “tedious” because I was his third wife. Apparently, some of those step children have also read my blog and found it offensive and have accused me of “airing the family dirty laundry in public”. My answer to that is if reading about yourself makes you angry then clean up your act.
I was a widow for 5 years before I met the Captain and he changed my life for the better. We see that some family members have no experience with marriage or long -term relationships. Having someone who completes your life and who is your best friend as well is something to cherish.
So kids, if you don’t like my blog, then don’t read it because I will continue to write about my life experiences good, bad or ugly.
I have been missing in action. On June 24th I fell and broke by left hip. I had hip replacement surgery at Kaiser and then was transported to a rehab facility for 8 days. My son, Scott, flew in from CT to take care of the Captain and me as well when I came home. Nothing was fun about this whole scenario. Scott was great, he has helped us so much and I was thankful he was able to come. He heads home on July 23rd. He is supporting us with Meals on Wheels for lunch and dinner. Some of the Captain’s family are providing us with home health care workers who will do laundry and take out the garbage. PT is coming to the house to work with me. Life will always be a challenge sometimes more than others.
Here’s that day again. Sixty-one (61) years ago today on June 11, 1960, I married my first love, Lynndle Blaylock. He was 21 and I was 17. We were married for 43 years before his sudden death on October 31, 2003. We were always a team and moved 17 times during those 43 years looking for employment and a better life. We raised three children who are now 57, 58 and 59 years old. Lynn had many health issues over the years including 2 types of cancer, a heart attack and a 5-way heart bypass surgery in 1996. The night he passed, he was undergoing a procedure (stents) on his heart and died of cardiac arrest. He was 65 years old when he passed and was the first man in his family to ever live long enough to collect Social Security. He loved music and enjoyed playing his guitar. He was a very optimist, kind and caring person. He was honest to a fault and could not understand people who were not. He told me many times, if something happens to me, I want you to get on with your life and fine someone else. Five years later in October of 2008, the Captain entered my life and we have now been married 11 years. I was so lucky to have two wonderful husbands in my life, when some women never have any. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of Lynn and I cherish the memories we had together.
THOUGHTS ON THIS LIFE LESSON
When I married the Captain he was 75 years old, with no life insurance coverage. If you are paying attention, you know that at age 75 or older you are going to pay a high premium on any life insurance you purchase, and usually the cost dictates the amount of insurance you can afford. We now have seven policies on him and one on me. The monthly cost for these policies is well over $1,200.00 dollars per month.
Many younger folks don’t think about the future and what can happen and how you need to be prepared. They are busy thinking they will live forever and have no time to worry about things like life insurance or burial plans. Life can change in a heartbeat.