March 23, 2018

I want to talk to my daughters so bad!! I miss them so very much! I want them to know why I had to get our of my marriage with their father. I would never turn them against their daddy the way he turned them against me. Children need both their mother and father.

I don't know if this will ever get to them. I pray some kind soul will read this and contact them and lead them here. My heart is screaming with pain!!! There are some days I can bury the pain, but today is not one if those days.. I'm not sure where to start...

I always wanted children...David (Bell) did not. That is until his sister Sandy had the first grandchild. Then he wanted children. Robbie was born October 19th (I believe), 1989. Whitney, my 1st daughter, was born October 4th, 1990.

This blog is from my side of the relationship with David Thomas Bell. I fell in love with him in 1975 on a trip to Gaston, Alabama during a ballroom dancing contest. I was 15 and a romantic at heart. I also bloomed from an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan. I went from being teased and bullied to having the guys wanting to date me. But I was never told that guys only wanted girls for one thing during the teenage years.

I thrived on all the attention I received from the guys in Junior High and my 1st year in high school. There was one particular guy I had my eye on in Jr. High that I was gaga over! Mike Hatmaker was the Fonzy in Happy Days. Mike could care less about me in Jr. High, but my freshman year he did. This coincided with my relationship with David.  Mike was in my algebra class and began writing poems to me. Well, that was it! My heart throb finally noticed this ugly duckling and I became part of the cool gang in high school. I threw David to the side heedless of his feelings for me.

When I would not have sex with Mike Hatmaker, he had no use for me.