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Dear
Willow’s Notebook,
She
threw you away again, and once again I pulled you from the trash. That girl.
Over the years, I ‘ve been blessed to witness her grow into a beautiful
and strong woman. So this time, I’ll
take it easy on her. I won’t hand you
back over to her because I know she doesn’t need this outlet anymore; instead
I’ll begin my story on your pages. It’s
kind of our thing; there can’t be a Willow without a Miles or a Miles without a
Willow, so there’s no way in hell I’m a fresh new notebook.
Let’s
catch up to real time like real quick.
We got our Ridley, got married, and I knocked her up not only once, but
twice. Cool, uh? No really, watching Willow become a mother
with our oldest, Ridley, has been nothing but magical. Looking back, her heart chose him the same
day she met him. Wynnie was the first to
call it. Then came our Abbott. Holding Willow’s hand through her tears, joys,
and fears the entire nine months is something I never dreamed I would experience
or can even begin to explain.
Call
me an ass, but I’d give my left nut to have my girl bare foot and pregnant year
around. Willow is the most beautiful pregnant woman I have ever laid eyes. She simply glows. And well, her sex drive while pregnant is off
the charts. The car. My shop. The porch.
Every surface in the house. Yeah,
I want her barefoot and pregnant.
Abott’s
third birthday was four weeks ago. It’s a
bitter-sweet memory. We were surrounded
by our family, celebrating our child and it was amazing. Cree, Tripp, and their families came
out. I’ll be the first to admit that our
little trailer can’t fit eleven Fitzpatricks.
We spent the day at the ocean and then grilled here at the trailer
. The next morning Wynnie never showed
up for breakfast. At the time, I found
it odd because she was always the first to rise, kiss the sleeping boys, read
the newspaper, and start breakfast. It’s when I heard Willow’s screams that I instantly
knew why she never made it to breakfast.
I
try like hell everyday to be strong for my boys and wife, but find it
impossible some days to hold on to any hope of sanity. Wynnie wasn’t my mom, she was more; she was my
everything. My hero. My savior.
The reason I met Willow. Ridley
struggles the most with Wynnie being gone.
Some days I can’t even be strong enough for him and that’s when Willow
scoops him and crawls into my recliner with me and we all cry for what we lost.
Then little Abbot comes running and is a quick reminder of everything we have
together. Wynnie was that person
everybody deserves to have in their life.
The one that says things that aren’t easy to hear , but need to be said. The one who will tell you, you are wrong and
to cut the shit. And the one to tell you
it is okay to feel and live the pain.
There
was one open gravesite next to my mom’s. While planning the service, I had to
decide where Wynnie would finally rest in peace. Throughout, the whole process, I could hear
her lecturing me, “You don’t hate your mom, son. Hate is a strong word and you never want that
running in your blood.” But when it came
right down to it, Wynnie didn’t deserve to be buried next to the likes of my
mother. I didn’t have a choice being
born into this cesspool I was dealt, but I sure in the hell have the choice to
bury my Wynnie in a place she deserved.
Bitter-sweet
is the only world I have, so you see now notebook you’re mine to tell my story
on. Willow’s expecting again. We think this will be our last one. She’s determined not to find out what we are
having. I begged to do the envelope
thing, so at our last appointment the nurse put the results in an envelope for
my eyes only. I’m shocked as shit that
Willow hasn’t been begging to know. Not
once has she asked me the results or even asked for a hint. The other night over dinner, I could tell it
was on the tip of her tongue. I gave her
my signature crotch grab and wink and she instantly knew better.
I
look forward to the future. I’m not
afraid of anything because I have my wife and children and nothing else can
come between us. The world can hurt us
and try to break us, but will never succeed.
Wynnie taught me a few things and that’s to love deep and hard and when there
are those who abuse it, move on and focus on the true treasure of life, never
losing sight of the real loves in your life.
All I have leFt to say is…I
can’t wait until little Wynnie gets to meet her mommy.
MILES
PS-I
won dick wars by quite a bit. C’mon,
like that’s a real shocker, people!
A special treat from me! The way Miles proposed! Thank you, My Way Girls!
Love You Always,
HJ Bellus
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