Dog the Bounty Hunter

About 10 days before Christmas, I found myself on the phone chatting with my ex-husbands long term girlfriend. I like talking to her, we catch up on what the kids are doing. She had 2 children before meeting my ex. He had 2 kids also.

...Together they had 2, for a total of 6 kids...

So, while we were chatting, she let me know that she and the ex had parted ways. I remember thinking how surprised I always was that they managed to stay together for even a year, let alone 10.

I want you all to understand that I left my ex when my baby was barely 10 months old. He had a terrible gambling addiction, and I couldn't pull him out of it, so I left. While raising my boys alone, he was never a big part of their lives, mostly because he is very selfish. To this day he rarely calls, and when they see him once or twice a month he's either working or sleeping.

So, when she told me that they had parted ways, I knew immediately that he didn't leave any money behind for bills or christmas. Some things never change with this guy.

She has a son, from her previous marriage, who has muscular dystrophy; the really bad muscular dystrophy. When she told me that the ex never bought presents for her first 2 children my heart sank. She and I work very hard teaching our children that there is no difference between them, that they are all brothers (they're all boys) with just one sister, and that they have to stick together.

I could not let them miss christmas. I needed some help shopping from my son alex, because he knows what each of his brothers like. So, I kept him home from school and out we went. By the end of the day, we had stuff everywhere. I immediately wrapped everything, and called her.

She told me that they had reunited, and were going to work things out. Believe it or not I was relieved. We arranged to meet the following day, so that she could take the presents home and put them under the tree. It was my hope to raise their christmas spirits and make them happy.

The next day went well. She brought the ex with her, and I gave him hell; threatened his life, to run him over with my car ect... He laughed, but a small part of me was serious. For the past 14 years he has lived with a dark cloud over his head, existing inside deep self loathing, and depressive selfishness. This is why I love Dog so much, he was there for us when no one else was.

How can a man, who lives with a child who has muscular dystrophy, not show kindness and love? This child is only here for a short while, and he is so precious. On my way home, God and I had a long chat.

The next day, saturday, I took alex to his soccer game, and afterwards we started our long journey to their dads house. I was excited for the boys, spending christmas with their brothers, and their grandmother and great aunts. They have a very large family; all of which were prepared to leave out his girlfriend of 10 years and her first 2 sons.

Once we arrived, the boys grabbed their bags, and I headed for the trunk to get the turkey I brought. I was still feeling sad, but knowing that ALL the boys would have a happy christmas was starting to make me happy. Turkey in hand, we walked up to the door and knocked. The door opened to a smiling mother, 4 beautiful little smiling faces, and my lost christmas spirit.

God really does listen. I hope he is successful in helping my ex husband, who needs help most of all. If anyone reads this, please keep my ex in your prayers, and ask God to heal him.

Vicki S.