I've decided to share a little of my life, it may help to understand Kellie.
I was married, the first time, at 20. My first wife and I really had different ideas of life. She wanted kids and someone to support her life. I worked ALOT, always at work or out of town working. I wanted someone to experience life with. She was more interested in raising kids and having our kids as her friends. We had a girl and boy. As the kids got older she was more interested in having them as friends. I had to be the parent. I was always "the bad cop". I take blame for letting it happen. When our oldest was 17 she had a boyfriend. All of a sudden he's living with us. It was a surprise to me. I told my wife i didn't approve and he needed to go. I was told he's not leaving but I could. So, I left.
I moved back to my parents home. They were very supportive of me. Back in time a few years, I was 18 and a friend and I decided to get an apparent. He worked at the same place I did. It was the typical man pad. He had women in and out. I had a single girlfriend. That relationship didn't last. I was a kid and it happens. I started dating her friend and that was my first wife.
My friend met a girl at a bar and they started dating and got married. I was i. The wedding and the 4 of us would hang out. Both groups had kids. My friend and his wife are my eldest child's god parents.
Time passes we loose contact. One day I was online and connected with my friends wife. We started chatting and talking. All above board. I told her that she and I were better suited she laughed and agreed. She was separated from her husband. She was still sleeping with her husband and had kids. I Jeter pushed. This was early 2000.
Time passes and life changes. I'm now getting a full divorce. I'm done with being the only parent. I had lost tou6with my friends wife but we reconnect. She now has 3 born children and a husband that isn't much more than a kid. She has told her husband she wants a divorce. They are liv6in different cities and he shows up when he wants or needs something. He is constantly having a new girlfriend he's sleeping with. When he's told she wants a divorce he say "NO". His wife is now a doctor and he is looking to be taken care of. He is emotionally abusive to the kids.
She and I connect and we start talking. We realized we are both getting a divorce and we have feelings for each other. Our first date is in Las Vegas. At this time I'm living at my parents and working for my dad. I tell my mother I'm going to Vegas to meet this person. My mom looks me straight in the eye and asks me, " are you going to sleep in the same bed?". I calmly respond "mom don't ask questions you don't want the answer to." The question was dropped. 🤣
We have an amazing few days. We needed lots of hydration. A month later we have a second date in San Francisco. Again, a great date. I told her I loved her. She responded in kind.
Another month later we meet in Oklahoma, her home state. I'm meeting her children. Her so to be exhusband finds out and threw a walleyed fit. We still had a great time.
A month later I moved to Oklahoma to be near her. I get evolved with the kids. Show them love and interest in their lives. Her ex-husband gets wind and blows his top. He has his attorney pount out that in Oklahoma there is a morality clause. I had to move back to California while their divorce goes through the court. It was an ugly divorce.
My divorce is also ugly. My ex wife was trying to bleed me dry. I made a generous offer and told my ex if she didn't take it we would do EXACTLY what the court would require. She tried for more. I held my ground and she ended up with 1/4 of what I offered. The bad side is my kids were led to believe I was a POS. The last contact I had with either one was a letter. The last words were "Never talk to us again ". I've always tried to keep an eye on them.
So in December of 2009 on the exact same day both divorces are final. In Oklahoma you have to wait 6 months before you can remarry. I again move to Oklahoma. I have a separate address but near my soon to be wife. I'm never at my address I'm being a dad. To three kids. Doing what a dad should do. The kids are still getting poisoned by bio dad. Telling the kids " I broke.up the family." and "their mom and I had an affair for years".
I go trough hello at times. I constantly try to show the kids love. Doing the things a dad should be.
My wife and I get married. We have great times, we also have lows. It's an honest marriage. The good and the bad. Even when we've been angry as he'll with each other we had love.
In time the kids started calling me Dad. It has been an amazing life. I have adopted the youngest with plans to adopt the other 2.
I love the family I have. I would never do anything to upset them. My youngest knows I'm transgender and she is amazing. I haven't told the other 2 or my wife yet. My wife is the biggest hurdle I have. I think she atleast suspects. I'm always in panties and other things, as listed in my other posts.
