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1- Summer love- life story

Thank you for reading and commenting, it has helped me to sort through the past. This is a little summer series detailing how it all began. I am hoping to create some awareness through this writing by letting others know how it started for me.

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1982 Pullman, Wa.

 

 Summer 1982

Dense pine trees gave way to country fields, barns and tractors, reminding me of childhood trips taken through Palouse country. Soon enough grassland would turn a goldenrod and beige, waving along the scenic highway. A two hour drive had seemed endless and filled with childlike anticipation, knowing that once headlights appeared through thick green curtains two figures would emerge and stand waiting on the back porch. Grampa Adolph would flick the switch to start his fountain and colored lights would gently play along the path just past the old garage. The familiar smell of potatoes, carrots and cabbage from a simmering pot of boiled dinner reminded us that thick slices of bread would be stacked neatly on a large plate next to bowls of steaming broth. Grama Elva grabbed the simple metal tin as helpers cleared and washed dishes. Her frail arthritic fingers clicked the lid until the sweet and unforgettable aroma of maple and pastry wafted through her tiny Swedish kitchen.

My summer job at the track was a daily grind of waking early for Bingo and then returning at night for the races. This allowed me to save spending money for the upcoming school year as both my sister and I knew that anything other than studies during the academic calendar was strictly frowned upon. Mom and dad were able to pay for University expenses and therefore our only responsibility was to study!

I checked my speed and looked in the rear view mirror hoping that no lights were flashing. My mind had drifted back to thoughts of the previous school year and the sting of a lesson learned that still rang loudly in my head. An unspoken crush that evolved from friendship had turned serious and was just as quickly determined to be too risky.  I slowly made my way into the University town, down a large hill and to a light. I lit another cigarette and focused on the upcoming few days that I would spend with my sister reaffirming my vow to never fall again! She urged me to have fun and make the most of being young and single.

I followed directions that had been scribbled on an old envelope and searched for a large sign on the left side of the street. It was a sharp turn, steak house, gas station opposite and then I would find the college apartments. I grabbed my things and stopped at number 3 where I was greeted by my sister and her friend, a young Saudi man. I dropped my bag and slumped onto the vinyl couch removing shoes and jacket. Music blared; smoke filled the room and cans of beer stacked until they toppled to the floor.

Knocking on the metal door was ignored until the face of a slender man peered through the window, tapping lightly while waving hands back and forth. Loud voices called for him to enter and he shyly stepped into the doorway.  My sister walked to the kitchen urging him to follow.  Cooking pots and pans clattered and lay toppled near the cupboard until she found one that would do nicely for his rice.

There was something unique and different about his demeanor, calm, polite and yet intuitive in nature. Long slender fingers pushed through black wavy hair and a quick flash of brown eyes made one last query until he disappeared from view.

 

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  1. Run!

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    June 1, 2018
  2. I can’t imagine how many times you must have run through this in your head wondering how different it could have been if you had not had that first fateful encounter. I have chills as I ever do when I read your accounts – this time from knowing what the future held and wishing and wishing that it had been different for you, dearest friend xoxo

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    June 1, 2018
  3. So it began….man I wish he was worthy of you….love is so blind it hurts…but all I can say, in the end of it all look at your beautiful family you have know. you are truly blessed….xxxxhugs

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    June 1, 2018
  4. If only you knew…

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    June 1, 2018
  5. Oh to be young and in love again, we are so vulnerable at that time in our lives.
    Leslie

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    June 1, 2018
  6. Can’t go back so lets go forward with those beautiful children 🙂

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    June 1, 2018
    • Yes that is my motto for sure, keep walking forward and moving towards the best. I am hoping for people to understand and especially young woman that they need to beware and trust their gut instincts!

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      June 1, 2018
      • You are sending a very good message Lynn.

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        June 1, 2018
        • I hope so! I want others to know what I did not, that yes you can survive and you can help your kids to live a happy and normal life. Having foof get married is a testament to that for sure!

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          June 2, 2018
  7. Omg did you sister know what he was really like.

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    June 1, 2018
  8. Alice #

    Too bad he didn’t stay polite and calm.

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    June 1, 2018
  9. It’s too easy to think it would have been better had you never met, or if you had found him obnoxious. You would not have had those beautiful children. A lovely retelling Lynn.

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    June 1, 2018
  10. How magical this started…

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    June 1, 2018
    • yes it was magical and I decided to try to explain through this series of sorts.

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      June 1, 2018
      • A very good idea, Lynn. This makes so clear how you slipped from a beautiful dream into the worst nightmare. I thank you for sharing your story with us. This helps so many and encourages amazingly!

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        June 2, 2018
  11. I can feel the allure. If only he’d shown his true colors then. But abusive people can lay on the charm like no others! I agree… run!

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    June 1, 2018
  12. If only we were able to recognize and heed the red flags of warning! It starts all too innocently, and normal.

    I hope you’re able to break through any barriers through the telling of it Lynn. You’re very brave! xx

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    June 1, 2018
    • I never knew what abuse was and had no idea of any signs. I thought abuse was being hit or threatened and just kept on going! I didn’t know that mental, spiritual, financial, verbal were even abuse tactics! I didn’t want to write about loving him it made me sick so now it feels ok! Thanks Deborah!!!xxx

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      June 2, 2018
  13. Ah youth! What a vulnerable time it is! Our heads are full of dreams and the idea of falling in love and riding off inro the sunset to live happily ever after is so intoxicating and it overrides reason and fears, and logic. I’m so glad you are brave enough to tell your story so that maybe some will be spared the horror you’ve been through! Love and hugs and blessings dear, sweet Lynn!!! 🙂 ❤ xoxoxoxoxoxo

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    June 1, 2018
  14. We never know, we can only hope. Look at all the love that surrounds you today. Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

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    June 1, 2018
  15. Beautifully written, Lynn

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    June 2, 2018
  16. Oh Lynn. To go back. You wrote so well my friend. Your book is going to be a blockbuster!!

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    June 2, 2018
  17. The beginning – if you only knew.

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    June 2, 2018
  18. How deceptive his so-called quiet demeanor was.

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    June 2, 2018
  19. Lynn, I appreciate your series on the “beginning”. I look forward to reading more. I think it shows how far you have come in distancing your self from him and the part he played in your life. You are an amazingly strong woman. ❤

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    June 2, 2018
    • Thanks so much Ina! Only now I am able to write about it and I feel I can keep going and explaining! Thank you again for your support! It means allot to me xo

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      June 2, 2018
  20. You know how we all think that things could have been better only if he had known earlier. But I strongly believe in fate, there’s very little we can do to control what’s been written for us. The real deal is to accept it and be our strong rock solid self through the storm, because things never stay the same; it always ought to become better.

    Everything was meant to happen and you’ve come a long way, Lynn. A long and tiring journey has been covered, you emerged as a beautiful soul. A profound happiness has washed away all the pain and hurt, mostly if not entirely, which I’m sure and hopeful that you’ll completely grow out of your past. Your children are truly a blessing for you, a reward from God for all the endurance He put you through, only leading you to pure blissful joy at the end. For your happily ever after has just begun! I pray it lasts forever.

    Love,
    Ayya

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    June 2, 2018
  21. We never know when we are in a relationship that is abusive until too late. Well not too late as we do get away. I thought mine was great. You think they care because they want to know where you are, who you are with etc etc. I love my girls and am thank fully that I have them. Abuse can be in many forms. Mine was a control, until I had no friends unless they were his. He used to come home during the day if I didn’t answer the phone. I would have gone for a walk. That was not told to him in the morning so I should be home. If he didn’t like what I cooked he would throw it and then go and buy take away. I was always saying sorry.

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    August 14, 2018

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