Once a Dog Always a Dog!

Prologue

It has been 5 years since I had confessed the life-changing news to my wife Cheyenne. It was devastating and deal-breaking news, news that would have ended most marriages in a heartbeat. The news was that I, Kha'Darious Wright, at the time a husband of 3 years, had gotten another woman pregnant! Surprisingly and shockingly my wife had actually forgiven my black ass.

Cheyenne was a good Godly wife in every sense of the word. And after she had forgiven me for such a horrendous act of disloyalty, I did everything within my power to recommit myself to her and to God.

Unfortunately, the thing that I didn't realize was that infidelity never truly dies. The DNA of infidelity is sort of like the leaves on a tree. For a season the leaves on a tree dry up and fall to the ground, but the tree itself isn't dead, which means that in the upcoming spring season new leaves will take place of all the old leaves that fell to the ground.

In my case, the leaves of infidelity had fallen out of my life. They fell to the ground and the season of being faithful and true to myself, and to my marriage, lasted for all of 5 years. Despite some drama here and there, those 5 years were very good years and I didn't necessarily want them to end. But in life, all good things have to come to an end, after 5 years of doing the right thing, that season had come to an end and I had entered into a new season of Dogism.

This new season of dogism would be different, though. Fortunately for me I had learned some things from my past. Sort of like rules that I would use to help me govern the seeds of infidelity that had sprung back to life.

Rule 1: Don't be Sloppy!

I knew that venturing down that familiar path would mean that I would diligently have to cover my tracks and not make any mistakes. In fact, I couldn't afford to make even one mistake or else my marriage would definitely end.

Rule 2: Never Snitch on Yourself!

Quentin Young once said that if he were to rob a church and if the pope and the police were to catch him red-handed coming out of the church with the money in his hand, and a steeple, and a cross sticking out of his ass that he would still never admit to robbing the church!

That Quentin Young comment was always funny as hell to me but I came to understand the twisted wisdom in what he was saying about not snitching on yourself. It took some time for me to understand why snitching on myself was so stupid, but like any mistake, mistakes are designed to teach us something and we can eventually use that mistake to our benefit. During those 5 years that followed the revelation of my infidelity, there was many nights I spent consoling my wife and trying to do whatever I had to do in order to restore trust in our marriage. And I would be lying if I said that I didn't repeatedly want to kick myself for having opened my mouth and told on myself. Yeah, I knew that because I told on myself and hadn't actually been caught cheating that it was a plus in proving my sincerity to do right. But at the same time, I came to realize that keeping what's done in the dark in the dark, actually helps avoid a whole lot of pain and misery!

Rule 3: Don't break rules one and two!