My husband and I have been together for about seven years, throughout the years we have faced many hardships. From having our first child at a very young age, to our second child having heart failure, you name it, we faced it. Like most realistic marriages, we had rough times, but for the most part, he and I were very happily married. During my pregnancy with my first daughter I discovered the man I had once thought I knew everything about was not only addicted to porn, but also online dating specifically for the fact that the women with no self-respect would send nudes. We went to counseling, church, and had internet locks, etc. For all that I knew, things were great. We went on a family vacation from Kansas to Orlando, FL in March, made incredible love, and phenomenal memories. We then vacationed to Orange Beach, AL (the beach we got married on) and discussed renewing our vows, showed our children where we got married, and had a good trip home. We were happy, and things couldn’t be going any better… Until June 8th, that is. ||”Im going to the casino with the guys from work” he said, as he rushed out the door leaving his children and wife in a terrible storm (tornado sirens sounding & no electricity in the home due to the storm). I immediately knew he had no friend period, let alone friends that would be gambling. After all, he truly was the picture perfect husband. Didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, didn’t do drugs, didn’t go to the bars, bathed the kids, did the dishes. Going to the casino on a Friday night”with the guys” was completely unrealistic for him. Terrified of the weather, my girls and I left and went with family. He promised to call the kids before bedtime, but as I’m sure you predicted that call never came. He instead was out until 6 A.M.”with the guys”. The visits became more frequent, and before I knew it, there was a lock pattern on his phone… Little did he know, women on a mission can find out more than the FBI. My searching lead to finding out about Miss Kelly Bennett, a nurse’s tech at Freeman Hospital in Joplin Missouri. She lives at home with Mommy and Daddy, drives a brand new car, no children, no responsibility, looking for a man to support her and be the dad she never had. I was at a disbelief. I couldn’t believe the man who was once such a good daddy, was choosing a girl over his children, the”man” I gave all I had to, the man that I constantly encouraged, the man who I filled in for his family when they abandon him, was throwing it all away for some girl. When He would go out with her, she would turn her phone off and he would silence his making it impossible to contact him even in an emergent situation. She constantly called his phone, whether we were at tee ball games which we were coaching together, or having a family bonfire in the back yard. She called, and called, and called. Within a week of them”being friends” I knew she would destroy my family. That she did. She tore every hope, every dream, and every plan, to shreds. She slowly began to not only push him from me, but from his children. She needed ALL of his attention. Every second, every minute, of every day, she wanted him to be in tune with her, no one else. Slowly but surely, my girls began to hurt over their dads absence , they began to question why there was always a girl talking anytime he was around, young, but not dumb. Slowly but surely their pain turned to anger. They got to where they didn’t want to talk to him, see him, or answer his calls. Regardless of what my husband did, it was obvious Kelly was entirely too needy to allow him to be a father. Her and I had many conversations where I explained the girls need for their father in their lives, and time and time again she agreed to allow MY husband to be involved in OUR children’s life. Time and time again, they BOTH let us down. His days off work were spent taking this”woman” to watch G rated movies, instead of spending time with his family. Days lead to weeks, weeks lead to months, and things were not getting better. Andrew left his belongings, left his wife, left his children, for a girl living with her mom and dad. He was staying with her, while we were staying in OUR”home”. || I eventually reached my breaking point, I had all of the pain I could take, and I watched my kids suffer all I possibly could. I found a job in Florida, packed our belongings and left. || I thought it would be a wakeup call, that his entire life was crumbling down around him. That his children who were once his world, were going to grow up not knowing him because he couldn’t stay loyal, faithful, and prioritize his family. That his wife who stood by his side throughout years and years of constant bullshit was finding new love and would finally be treated right. But none of it mattered, instead, Kelly persuaded him to get a house with her. She decorated the house in pictures of him and her acting as if his children are nonexistent. They started a”new life” together. She told me”If yall need more time, I can wait, I will wait for him”-I suppose that’s the typical response of a homewrecking whore, I just wish I would have looked into that more. She is the type who it’s all or nothing, for now, she’s his all, but soon enough, just like us, she’ll be his nothing. || The girls and I are happy now, we live 10 minutes from the beach, they’re attending private school, and rarely ask about their absent father. If we want to speak with him we have to go through her. Due to moving we’re still married, he pays no child support, missed birthdays, etc. He’s living the teenage dream at 26. She’s having the daddy to take care of her now she never had growing up. || She will never have any idea the pain she has caused to this family, but if nothing else I hope to air her name and protect all of the other families from this homewrecker. || Moving on & getting stronger, day by day.