My Love My Life My Johnny
by Kelly
I met Johnny when I was 15 years old. I was always so shy, he helped me pick up my books that had fallen from my backpack. And asked if I would talk with him after class, and we have been together ever since. We were married almost 3 years ago, we married without our parents consent or approval. But my family liked my husband but thought we were too young and needed to finish school first. His mother hates me and so does his 5 sisters. We have no children, we both wanted them, but he has been sick with kidney failure and we were waiting till he could get a new kidney. I was not a match, we were on a list to give my kidney if we could find a match for him. I worked full time as a Dental Assistant and went to school in Gainesville and my husband was disabled, but he was a great cook and wonderful friend to all and my best friend. He died three weeks ago and the pain is terrible and his family is making it worse. We believe in God and Loved God but we didn't believe in the dogma of many religions. His mother insisted we have a church service at her church and I wanted the service just family and private. Didn't happen. Now she wants to take everything in our home and our pug dogs, we have 3. That she gave us years ago and our two cats. My family has a ranch in Ocala and said I could move home into the guest house if I want. So I don't get to grieve in peace, I have to fight with my husband's family for what little we had, mostly the pets, who were our children. I love him so, I'm dying inside and this is hell!! Help if anyone is out there who is a young widow; how are you doing this thing called death. I know he's out of pain, I feel guilty that I had to work. When he was dying his sisters pushed me out of the room so it would be just family. I was his family!! Please someone out there help me!!!! My parents are trying but they don't know how it feels. thank you
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