The Story of My Life so Far - Part 90 - While we are building a house, Geneviève is leaving us
This is the story of my life so far: 68 years and counting.
Prequel: A Brief History of my Family in France
The story starts here
Previous episode: Part 89
In 1989, as I was no longer in the Navy, it means that I was able to decide where to live, without needing to move to my next posting. So, we decided to buy a house, near where my parents lived: Boissy-Saint-Léger.
We contacted a house building company, Maison Marianne, and they found for us a piece of land in the neighboring city of Limeil-Brévannes, in a completely new neighborhood.
The address was 31 rue Alphonse Daudet.
It was easy for me to get a mortgage for around one million French francs (around 153,000 Euros), but the interest rate was rather high: 9%. In total, over the 25 years, I paid the equivalent of 3 million French francs.
The company "Maison Marianne" has disappeared long ago and I was not able to find any trace of it on the Internet.
The salespeople I talked to initially completely disappeared after I signed the purchase.
The construction lasted almost a year and I moved in with my 4 children in the summer of 1990, just in time to be registered in the local schools.
Here is a recent picture of the house:
Not long after we signed the contract to build this house, Geneviève left us suddenly, without any warning.
There was already trouble in the marriage, I realized later. And as is often the case, we were both guilty. I had probably neglected her for too long.
In 1988, Geneviève had moved to her own bedroom, saying that we needed to have "some space".
And one day in the beginning of 1990, I discovered that her bedroom was completely empty: she has taken all her things and furniture. I learned soon that she was living with another man.
And here I was now, a single father with four children, Roseline, 12 years old, Betty and Syrille, 10 and Gaëlle, 6.
Madel, the mother of Syrille and Gaëlle was still living with us, but she will also move away soon, and I will raise my four children alone for the next 15 years.
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Summary
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8
Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16
Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22 - Part 23 - Part 24
Part 25 - Part 26 - Part 27 - Part 28 - Part 29 - Part 30 - Part 31 - Part 32
Part 33 - Part 34 - Part 35 - Part 36 - Part 37 - Part 38 - Part 39 - Part 40
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Part 49 - Part 50 - Part 51 - Part 52 - Part 53 - Part 54 - Part 55 - Part 56
Part 57 - Part 58 - Part 59 - Part 60 - Part 61 - Part 62 - Part 63 - Part 64
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Part 89
This part is no fun.
But you are here to spill the beans.
I can tell you have a strong character to raise
and educate 4 kids just by yourself.
A great story!
You have had your merits fro being a single father and a great human being.
Happy to follow your story and I wish you a peaceful evening.
Fantastic story
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Waiting for next part??????
watched mostly.
Since I would forget the beginning and there would be no end, there was little else to do. Playing a part in the world seemed to have no effect. Anything I built faded away. Any person I came to know would be gone. It all seemed so inconsequential. I watched an endless ocean of humanity, none of them memorable.
Except one.
She was different. I saw her here and there. Slipping through the flow of time. Sometimes old. Sometimes young. She found me first. Or maybe I found her and she came back for me. I don't know. But it was early. Very early. Not long after I discovered that time did not pass for me as it did for others. In Egypt, during the time of the Pharaohs. I was sitting on the bank of the Nile, watching the waters slowly pass when she sat beside me. She was old.