Sept. 2, 2008 by Maxi
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“Johnny how are you? It’s so good to see you.”
“You too, Maxi. Where have you been?”
“Livin’ in Texas the last three years. What have you been up to?”
“Taking care of the family business.”
We were at the local bowling alley and made plans to get together. It became a whirlwind romance and I fell head over heels. Problem is “Johnny” was married; only he didn’t bother to tell me. It was devastating.
Four months after it ended I discovered I was pregnant—it ripped my world apart—I kept the baby.
First of all, let me say that I am extremely private. The reason for this story is Bristol Palin. My heart goes out to her. At least I had anonymity. This poor girl is being crucified by so much of the public.
Also, the blogs. I read one whose purpose is: parental responsibility. It condemns Bristol Palin for setting a bad example for other kids. I disagree. If one person displays a good example it’s Bristol Palin. She could have taken the easy way out, she didn’t.
May Your Glass Always Be Half Full