Shortly after, my mom became acquaintances with my father, a controlling man who had no religious beliefs or morals.
I believe she was desperate for someone to take care of her and her children, and my dad took advantage of her vulnerability, weaseling his way into her life.
I remember sitting on a swing next to a “worldly” classmate and suddenly realizing that I was becoming friends with this girl.
Immediately, I explained to her that I was not allowed to be friends with her.
Even if he was convicted to leave his religion and marry her, the loss of family and the cult teachings could remain in him a long time. Love has power to conquer, yes, but you need to give it serious thought how willing you are to endure and stay the full course with him.
It was really obvious considering the movements, the expression, the look on his face that he was anxious… During the whole relationship he felt like a fugitive!
He kept turning his head around and watching the crowd, trying to figure out whether there was anyone familiar around, he was totally distracted and kept scratching his neck.
Not long after, she was pregnant and disfellowshipped.
My mom was 7 months pregnant with me when they were married.