Happy Days In Hawaii With Her Matt



Jeannette and Mathew

It was February 2008.  She was in Hawaii with her family.  I called her that day thinking she was at work or at home in Thousand Oaks.  She answered the phone with so much joy telling me that they were in Hawaii.  She was on the beach with Mathew, her oldest son.  I was so very happy for her at that particular time.  Cancer had not been discovered in her breast yet and she was out having fun and excitement. She loved her children so much.  Mathew was at an age that she could have long conversations with him about life and give him advice.  She had told me once that she worried about Mathew because his father was out of the picture and did not have a relationship with him.  Mathew thought of Patrick as his dad because he was 3 years old when Jeannette married him.   Patrick ruled that house with an iron fist.  He believed in corporal punishment so it was no surprise to me when I found out he was whipping my Mathew.  I talked to Jeannette about all this and she told me she was getting close to filing for divorce but she had decided to make this trip to Hawaii to see if she could mend it.  When she came back home and only two months later she developed a pain in her arm and chest.  In May of 2008 she was diagnosed.  She decided that for the welfare of her children she would stick it out on her marriage.  I believe she made the wrong decision but she was an adult and she firmly believed that her children needed both mother and father.  I could go on about all this but I am choosing to not go further due to my anger at this point in time.  All I know is that I miss her.