So here I am in college, enjoying my classes and my friends and taking control of my future as best I can. I do well in my classes for the most part, but after the date rape I don't put as much effort as I should or could into them. I have not yet reached the place where I am okay with who I am and what I have experienced. I have been judged harshly and found wanting by a person who was supposed to help me. During my follow up visit to the Dr. after my trip to the emergency room, my mother took me to this one, instead of asking what happened or showing concern for me, the Dr. lectured me on Christianity and told me I would not be in the position I was in if I had practiced abstinence as Christ preached. I can still see this man's face and his name was Dr. Douglas. Clearly he missed his compassion classes in medical school. I thought mom was going to go over his desk and throttle him, we didn't bother to tell him that I had been raped, we just took the prescriptions he wrote for me and left and never went back to him. We were careful to see other Dr.'s for any more follow ups.
I didn't stay in college very much longer, I ended up going to a business school to become a Legal Secretary and didn't even reach that goal. It seems that I didn't have the right last name nor did I speak the correct language so I ended up working at a Pest Control Company, but that turned out to be a really good job and I stayed there for two years working as a lifeguard as well. I also talked myself into going back for more college. I did this until I met and married my amazing husband and moved away.
THE WEDDING - My wedding was everything I had always dreamed it would be. I had always wanted a white velvet and satin gown and that is exactly what I got. My mother made it for me. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. She hand beaded it and put medallions on by hand. My two sisters-in-law wore dresses made from the same pattern, but in satin and in my wedding colors of white and emerald. All of my nieces were flower girls and my nephew was our ring bearer. My eldest brother walked me down the aisle in place of my father and my other brothers stood with my husband along with his brother and best man. My mother made every dress for the wedding except her own. Each flower girl matched, I made the rings of flowers they wore in their hair and even my Father-in-law arrived in time for the ceremony in spite of threatening not to because of a UIL competition he was involved in. I had told him that if he wasn't there then the wedding would not happen. He used to laugh at me because I was the only woman who would stand up to him. I never backed down from that man, even when everyone else did.
After our reception we went to a hotel on the beach for the night and the next day we flew to Coco Beach, Florida for a week. We are still on our honeymoon and always will be. Our love is one of those that feels as new and good today as it did yesterday. It grows stronger every day with everything we have been through and I'm sure there will be more to come, our love has and will sustain us and keep us going for as long as we both are breathing.
Now we are living away from family, working together at the same company and really enjoying life with our wonderful teenage son. We visit family as often as we can and enjoy our family life and the company of some really good friends we have known since we moved away from family 18 years ago. We have our Church and friends, who are really like family actually, great jobs, everything we could ask for. God has blessed us with so much and we are so thankful for all we have.
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