The story of you're other half

This is just abit of fun.. Tell us the story between you all....

 

Hmmm....I met my wife in a bar in '97...three weeks later I proposed - we just hit it off perfectly, and the same with her two sons...within two months they came to me and asked "Darren, can we call you Dad from now on??"...that was probably the most crap-inducing moment of my life.
Married 10 months later and was great...had the most beautiful son in 2000, and then things started going to hell around 2009....we lost three pregnancies, something I've struggled with personally, and something I know she struggled with even more.
She rides, and has even done some trackdays with me...she's not fast, but she takes instruction well and actually has pretty good form on a bike.

Anyway....almost done now...she and the boys moved out on Christmas Day (how messed-up is that??)...and our divorce hearing is set for April 30th.


D.

 

Wow that story took a dark turn, sorry to hear that dude.

 

No worries....she turned to religion, I turned to alcohol.....we'll both work it out between one another eventually.
I genuinely can't describe how demoralizing it is to see your wife wheeled off into surgery to have the remnants of your child removed from her womb....and to do it three times??

Life can throw curveballs.

 

Have watched that happen to my Sis, it broke her heart. Mrs Gee's best friend had a still birth, all the emotion, build up over 9 months etc and you have a tiny corpse at the end of it, that instills a wistfulness that's never far from the surface despite going on to have 2 very healthy teenage kids, some scars don't heal.

DG.

 

Aw mate.....I hope your sister is OK??

It's not something I usually discuss, it's a bit too personal....either that, or I just don't know how to discuss it.
I don't do "sex" anymore, as I can't have that happen again, so I abstain.....I honestly have to stop now, getting a bit choked up.

 

Well there is a cheery theme for a Sunday. I think I will just go and shoot myself now ......

 

I am so sorry to hear the above. It's just awful and I can't imagine your (and her) pain. I've had a vasectomy so it won't happen to me and my other half, we have a beautiful child and we never wanted any more, so I had my tubes sorted.

I know the mods don't like religion discussed on here and if this offends then please delete it - it's like the Malaysian plane, no good praying about it after, if god is all powerful etc then why let it happen in the first place? When someone comes up with a good explanation for human suffering, then maybe I'll believe.

 

Introduced by a friend... like Darren, we got engaged within a very short time and got married a year later. That was 1987. She came from Cornwall, although I like to say I'm from Cornwall (we lived there for 7 years) I'm not really, I'm a south London lad. Here we are now, living in Shropshire. She hates bikes but is softening and I am hoping I'll get her on the back this year.

Ed

 

Yes she's ok - now. At the time she and her husband went through a very dark place, however with the help of family and friends she came through it ok, she's now got two kids 17 & 11 and although she lives in Lincs and myself in N.Essex we are closer than we've ever been.

I'm not sure about the believing thing, I've seen some very odd stuff over my lifetime (only 53yrs though) that makes me think it's entirely possible there is someone or something at work albeit with a light touch. However as said - why the suffering? The one thing I am absolutely positive of though is that organised religion is predominantly a poisonous thing, and how anyone can think that an all powerful being is vain enough to want insignificant plebs to tell it how great it is on a regular basis astonishes me, it's all about keeping self interested, lazy, manipulative men in comfortable jobs. Ban the lot, if there is a God we don't need someone to tell us about it, especially people that have no more idea than I do. Emperor's new clothes, the bloody lot of it. :roll:

 

I think DG said it best a while back....and I'm paraphrasing - "I'm too old to have an imaginary friend".

I mean honestly...does anyone on here still believe in Santa?? 'Cos that's basically all you're talking about when it comes to any religious belief that worships an omnipresent deity.

 

DONT EVEN GO THERE OR ILL END YOU!! SANTA IS MOST DEFINITELY REAL!!
HE TOUCHED MY SPECIAL PLACE ONCE AND I GOT A FREE SWEET SO I KNOW HE'S REAL

 

I am Santa.

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:? Fwiw I do not have a problem with anyone discussing religion, and I wasn't aware of any of the other moderators having issues with it either.???

We should all be free to express our opinions & beliefs. IMO however we should NOT feel free to impose those opinions on others.

Surely discussion of such subjects can only be healthy.? After all ignorance breeds bigotry, which itself breeds mistrust & hate.
You don't have to agree with another persons opinion, but at least if you can understand their reasoning you are far better placed to relate to them.

I agree with the above posts.

 

Apparently (although I don't remember :? ) I met mine for the very 1st time when he did a dodgy pass on me through the chicane at Cadwell, he came up afterwards and to apologise and I said something like don't worry about it, been passed a lot worse than that.

The 1st time I actually met him properly was when he was my riding coach on an CSS day, we got chatting after that and started doing the odd track day together and things developed to where they are now, very happily living together with the 2 kids (D675 and Thundercat), couldn't be happier

 

At work. He stood near my desk staring at my assets! Wouldn't speak to me until we had the office do in Derby a few months later then he came out and said "I don't half fancy you" and that was it!

 

who said romance was dead?

 

my doris lives/works in brazil

i get to see her twice a year which is plenty tbh - get plenty of time in those 4 weeks and plenty of me time the rest of the year

basically she doesnt want to live here cos its cold and i dont want to live in that shithole cos its full of rats

works out really well

 

should say ive known her most of my life and her brothers my best friend so its not like we're still finding things out about each other and toe curling nonsense like that

 

Rohypnol is a hell of a drug