I knelt in the house and did nothing for three years, for three years, I watched television and waited patiently for my husband to return, but he never did.
- I had to accept the reality that he was gone, and nothing could bring him back.
My dog Percy was the only thing that kept me sane during that time. Percey accompanied me when I decided it was time to leave the house, and he also returned to school with me. Many individuals inquired if he was trained, and I responded affirmatively. Although he was trained to bite, Percy never bit. I left my job for a man who didn’t care whether I lived or died, and because I was ready to start living again. First, I had to return to Heating, Ventilation, and Air Conditioning and complete a certification course. I had to recertify as a specialist in heating, ventilation, and air conditioning. I gave up my Heating, Ventilation, and Air Conditioning (HVAC) job to marry a jerk who thought it was unfeminine to be an HVAC specialist, but a year later I lost his child and he thought I was even less feminine. He left with his secretary and did not return. I was grieving the loss of both my child and the jerk. Unbeknownst to me, one of my closest friends was still working in the Heating, Ventilation, and Air Conditioning industry. Six weeks after returning to work, he and I had rekindled our friendship. He thought I was an incredible HVAC specialist and wanted to know how I convinced my parents to let Percy attend school with me.