Bastard No More

Serendipity

Hello, and greetings to anyone joining me here. This is my latest attempt at documenting my life via journal, and this time around I am embarking as a changed man.

Change comes from within. True change can be prompted by the love and acceptance of a good woman and your family.

I can not change my outwards appearance but my inwards appearance has. I am full with love and warmth. I am full with confidence. I am full with surety.

Although still gigging with our band, I've resorted to using my stand in sometimes. I need all the time I can get with my family. I've saved enough money in the bank to not have to worry for a while. I've returned to my job at the shelter cooking breakfast. Mayne...talk about my people missed me. They were missed as well. I still have my job as a mixologist on deck; my boss/friend says it's here whenever I'm ready but he hopes it's soon bcuz my regular customers have been asking for me.

Just like my gig as a guitarist, my gig as a mixologist brings a whoooole lot of flirting and flattery. I just have to remember what treasure I have at home. Nothing is worth losing that.

I have taken my rightful place. I've moved back into the house on Dearborne, the house I had built for Semaj and I. Semaj's previous situation is no more, and I finally have my woman. All of the necessary steps are being made to ensure everything that needs to get done is getting done. Although I want to marry her as soon as she's free, I do understand that she may need time just being Semaj, and not being someone's wife.

After a brief brush with the law courtesy of Taz, Semaj is more happier and as beautiful as ever. She has lost weight tho; I've noticed this. As much as I feed her she isn't gaining much right now. I know she is stressing. I can not have this. She's worrying about what this is doing to her ex, she's worrying about how she's going to be perceived bcuz of what she did to Taz; she's worrying about unnecessary shit.

Yes, I know they were together a while but we've been together even longer. I started my journey with Semaj when I was seventeen years old. I am about to turn thirty five. You do the maths. I love my woman.

Being back home...mayne...Home... it's truly where the heart is. I began reminiscing about when I first brought Daenarick home here🥺

My Daenarick is going to be a father. My beautiful savior is following in my footsteps. I lost so much time with him, it just all seems unfair.

Semaj had to have the hardest conversation with Cash, about what happened between her and Daenarick. She was honest and poured her heart out and Cash, at first, felt some kind of way. She asked if they were still into each other. Semaj told her it wasn't anything like that. She made a fucked up mistake and was trying to redeem herself. She said she liked her with Daenarick. Semaj told Cash she wasn't trying to replace Shantrelle in Daenarick's life; she simply wanted him to know she'd always be here for him, and for both of them and the baby.

I was astonished at the way Semaj made Cash understand her. Cash told her she was scared shitless of losing Daenarick while pregnant with his baby. Semaj assured her it was natural to feel scared but she needn't worry about losing Daenarick. You're carrying his image...his love. Cash seemed to cheer up, and was very appreciative when Semaj said they could be maternity buddies.

One thing that hurts me is the fact that the kids aren't seeing someone they love and are used to. I know I may be a simpleton at times...but my heart....beats different.

I had a sit down with her soon to be ex. Although I feel bad I can't let that falter me, but I had to explain to dude. I just had to. I had to fully let him know just how much that woman means to me, and just how joyful I am for having her back.

I could see the hate and malice and defeat in his eyes but I also saw he felt me. If he knew he couldn't appreciate her like I have he needs to let go of the contempt. I love Semaj. I love Semaj more than anything in this world.

Me, being the generous person I am, I'm willing to help him be able to see his daughter whenever he wants. That's his baby girl, his only child. I won't be a dick and keep them from each other.

As for my beautiful intended, she thought she was being slick, hiding messages from me. Semaj has still been receiving all kinds of fuckery, even a muthafucking death wish. That shit pissed me the fuck off. Whatever bitch sent that needs to have it befall her.

Our baby girl Damiana is growing up so fast. My girls' first birthdays are approaching and I'm going all out. Our baby in the womb is doing very well, and I'm very grateful. Semaj was high risk for Damiana; she's high risk now but she's doing so well, considering she likes to complain about her age so damned much. Add the fact that she just bust Taz's forehead open.

I absolutely love doting on my woman, my baby girl. I feel a peace unlike any other. We rise together. We lay together. It's as it's supposed to be. I cook for her and the kids. I serve her and the kids. I make sure there's nothing for any of them to have to do around the house as in cleaning and restocking the pantry. This is my dream come true...well..it will be truth as soon as we're married legally but in my eyes she's been my wife all along. Serving my family is my pleasure.

Serving my woman in the bed is my pleasure also. I live to please her any way I can. She's given me much pleasure so why not return the favor? She's my favorite flavor, my best entree.

Being pregnant hasn't kept Semaj and I from performing impossible kama sutra positions. I aim to please her in every way and I love knowing she's wet bcuz of me. She tastes so fucking good, I could drink her pussy and ass forever. We do yoga together; usually ends up with me doing her on the mat😂 I can't help it. That pussy got me on lock.

Serendipity.