It was a lovely late summer day; sunny and warm outside. My daughter and son-in-law had gone to the Big City to conduct some business, the 4 children and a friend were all at home as were my husband and i. Everyone was in various parts of the house doing their thing. i was in our bedroom at the back of the house and my husband was in the living room on his computer. It was around noon and i heard the kids running through the house. i asked one of them what was going on and i was told that the oldest sister was taking them out for lunch. That was pretty unusual but i thought it was a nice thing to do. After they left, i went out to ask my husband if he wanted lunch, which he did. i fixed us something, we ate together and went back to our various activities.
A little while later my daughter and son-in-law came home sans children. i came out to greet them and i could tell by the looks on their faces that something was very wrong. My daughter had been crying and my son-in-law looked angry. My daughter went straight to their bedroom and my son-in-law told me to go with her as she had something to tell me. He stayed in the living room with my husband. As i entered the bedroom my daughter's face told me that something very serious had happened. She then began to tell me amid tears that my husband had molested her then-10 year old daughter (my granddaughter). R (the granddaughter) had had presence of mind (and good training) to go to her older sister, use her phone and call her parents. They told the older sister to take all of the children out of the house immediately and to stay away until sent for. My daughter and son-in-law left right away for home with a stop on the way at the pastor's house for prayer and counsel.
My son-in-law had talked to my husband who admitted what he had done. He was told to pack a bag and to leave the house immediately. When i left my daughter, my husband was in our bedroom packing some things preparing to leave. i was so overwrought and in shock i didn't even know what to say to him. i kept repeating "What have you done?" He admitted to me that he had done it but said he had no idea why and that he had never done anything like that before or even had a thought of it. in a few more minutes he was gone and my life was forever changed.
to be continued.
I have just found your blog via "An Old-Fashioned Life" (you had commented on her "Curious" post and I followed your link). I am so sorry for what you and your family are going through. The pain and sense of betrayal must be overwhelming. I am thankful for you that you have your family, and that they have you. Please know that whoever reads you words are praying for your hearts to recover. God heals, time heals, and we are stronger than we know. Don't lose hope!
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