Terry Crews is a proud family man who has been married to his wife, Rebecca King-Crews, for over 30 years. They have a large family and are about to become empty nesters soon.
Recently, broadcaster Hoda Kotb shared a beautiful photo of Terry and his family on Instagram. Many of her followers commented, praising Terry and Rebecca for their lasting love and strong relationship.
In the photo shared by Hoda Kotb, Terry Crews is seen smiling happily with his wife, Rebecca King-Crews, and their kids. They are all wearing matching maroon sweaters and jeans, looking cheerful and united. After the post went live, fans flocked to the comments section to share their admiration for the family.
One user wrote, “Perfect woman and husband,” while another commented, “What a beautiful family, so blessed.” A third person gushed, “They are a very sweet couple!! He truly loves his lady and vice versa!!” Another fan praised Terry as a role model, saying, “One of the best, if not THE BEST male role models in Hollywood.”
The photo of Terry Crews and his family was shared after Terry appeared on “Today with Hoda and Jenna” on June 10, 2024. He was joined by his wife, Rebecca, and they talked about his career success and their family life.
Terry and Rebecca have been married for 35 years, since they tied the knot in July 1989. They have four daughters—Tera, Azriel, Wynfrey, and Naomi—and their youngest, Isaiah. During the interview, Terry openly spoke about Rebecca’s selflessness, revealing that she put aside her own dreams to support their family and help them pursue theirs.
Back then, Rebecca was pursuing a career in singing and acting, but she chose to pause her dreams to support Terry and their family as they got started. Now that Terry has achieved success and their children are grown and following their own paths, Rebecca has decided to pursue her own dreams again.
Rebecca got emotional as she thought about how much the kids have grown. She shared that their son is about to leave for college, calling it “the end of an era” but expressing how proud she is of all her children. “They’re all just amazing people. Beautiful people. I’m proud of that,” said Rebecca.
She explained that giving up her career began when she had her first child. She decided to focus on being a mother instead of trying to balance a career with raising her family.
Rebecca, originally from Michigan, chose to focus on her marriage with Terry and stay at home. It was only ten years ago, when their children were older, that she started to pursue her own interests again. “So, I don’t regret it,” she said, reflecting on her decision.
In a June 2015 interview, Terry talked about their early life and praised Rebecca for teaching him how to be a good father. He shared, “I spent years being the ‘Fun Dad’ to my five children, but they always seemed to respect their mother more. It turns out they needed more than just my love.”
Terry has been embracing fatherhood since he was 20. His journey began in 1989 when he married Rebecca, who already had a two-year-old daughter, Naomi. Terry and Rebecca met when he was 18, and they quickly formed a deep bond, deciding to spend their lives together.
Now, as grandparents to Naomi’s daughter, Miley Crews, Terry and Rebecca continue to support their children in whatever paths they choose. Terry believes that true success comes from family, not just career achievements.
Terry said, “The movies and all the things I’ve done? They’re not my legacy. It’s really my son, and my daughters, and my family. That’s the legacy.”
Even though Terry and Rebecca are proud to show off their family, their journey together hasn’t always been easy. They’ve faced many challenges, but they continue to support each other and remain close.
Being in show business is challenging, and people often admire celebrity couples who manage to balance their careers and marriage. Terry and Rebecca are one of those couples. Despite the difficulties and ups and downs they’ve faced, they have worked through them together, showing that their love and commitment can overcome the obstacles.
Terry and Rebecca first met in the 1980s. At that time, Rebecca had just been crowned Miss Gary Indiana and was attending Western Michigan University to pursue a career in music and theater. Terry was also at the same school, playing football.
Rebecca has shared that it wasn’t love at first sight. In an interview, she explained that they started off as
friends and almost stayed that way. She said, “He almost got stuck in the friend zone. He was a little too nice.”
Eventually, the friendship between Terry and Rebecca turned into romance, and they began dating. By 1990, they were married, and that same year, they welcomed their first child, Azriel.
Terry and Rebecca have faced many challenges throughout their marriage. They’ve dealt with career changes, watched their children grow up, lost their home, and confronted depression.
One major difficulty that nearly tore their marriage apart was Terry’s addiction to adult content. In a May 2021 interview, Terry admitted that being a celebrity made his addiction worse. Despite these struggles, they have worked hard to overcome their problems and stay together.
Terry Crews, known for his role in “Everybody Hates Chris,” described how success became a refuge where he hid his problems. He said that Hollywood’s indifference only made his addiction worse. Terry struggled with his addiction in secret for a long time, which allowed it to grow more severe.
He revealed, “It became a thing where I didn’t tell anybody. It was my secret, nobody knew, and that allowed it to grow, and it got bad. If day turns into night and you are still watching, you probably got a problem, and that was me. I didn’t tell my wife, didn’t tell my friends, nobody knew.”
Two years later, Rebecca is cancer-free and in good health. She and Terry are happier and stronger than ever. Despite all they’ve been through, Rebecca remains grateful. She has noticed a positive change in Terry, seeing him as a softer, gentler, and kinder version of himself.
My Husband Brought Home a Pregnant Lover and Told Me to Move to My Mom’s – My Revenge Was Harsh
Eight years of marriage shattered in one quick breath when my husband Mike brought home his pregnant sidekick and KICKED ME OUT of the house. I packed alright, but what I unpacked was a revenge plot so brilliant and karmic!
Portrait of a sad young woman | Source: Midjourney
It was a Tuesday evening when my life decided to go off the rails. I walked into our living room, tired from a long day at work, only to find a heavily pregnant woman sitting on our couch, eating chips.
At first, I thought maybe I’d accidentally wandered into the wrong house.
But no, there was our ugly floral wallpaper that Mike insisted on keeping, and there was Mike, looking like he’d just swallowed a porcupine.
A pregnant woman sitting on the couch | Source: Midjourney
“Hey, Michelle,” he said, his voice as casual as if he was asking me to pass the salt. “We need to talk.”
I stood there, frozen, my brain trying to compute the scene before me. The pregnant woman smiled awkwardly, her hand on her belly, looking like she was auditioning for a soap opera.
“This is Jessica,” Mike continued, gesturing to the human incubator on our couch. “She’s pregnant. With my child. It… it just happened. And we’ve decided to be together.”
A woman gaping in shock | Source: Midjourney
I waited for the punchline. Surely, this was some elaborate prank for a new reality TV show. Maybe I’d win a car if I didn’t freak out?
But Mike’s face remained serious, and Jessica kept smiling that infuriating smile.
“Mike,” I said slowly, “what do you mean by ‘it just happened’? Did you trip and fall into her—?”
Mike had the audacity to look offended. “Enough, Michelle! This is serious. I think it’s best if you move out. You can go stay with your mom. Jess and I’ll take over the house.”
A serious-looking man sitting on the couch | Source: Midjourney
I blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. Nope, still not a dream.
I was half-expecting Ashton Kutcher to jump out and tell me I’d been Punk’d. But alas, no Ashton. Just my cheating husband and his very pregnant sidekick.
“Alright,” I calmly said. “I’ll pack my things and leave.”
Mike looked relieved, probably thinking he’d gotten off easy. Jessica’s smile grew wider, like she’d just won the lottery. Little did they know, the lottery was about to hit them back, and hit them hard.
A heartbroken woman at the doorway | Source: Midjourney
I went upstairs, packed a suitcase with some essentials, and left without another word.
As I drove to my mom’s house, the shock wore off, and rage took its place. But this wasn’t just any rage. This was the kind of rage that makes you want to do something spectacularly stupid and incredibly satisfying.
The next day, I set my plan in motion.
First stop: the bank. I marched in there like a woman on a mission, which I was. I froze our joint account faster than you can say “cheating jerk.”
The look on the bank manager’s face when I explained why was priceless. I’m pretty sure he was mentally taking notes for his next novel.
A woman outside a bank | Source: Midjourney
Next, I visited a locksmith.
I remembered overhearing Mike tell Jessica they’d be gone for three days, giving me plenty of time to execute my master plan. It was like the universe was conspiring in my favor, and who was I to argue with destiny?
My next stop: my house. The same cozy house Mike and I once lived together, planning a future that was now a total trainwreck.
The puzzled locksmith probably thought I was crazy, cackling as I had him change all the locks on the house. I may have gone a bit overboard and asked for the most complicated, high-tech locks available. Hey, if I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. And big.
A locksmith fixing a door lock | Source: Midjourney
Then came the movers.
I gave them the spare keys and scheduled them to pack up everything I owned, which was basically everything in the house. I even took the toilet paper. Let’s see how Mike and Jessica enjoy using leaves!
But the piece de resistance? Oh, that was yet to come. I had a brilliant idea that would make this revenge not just sweet, but long-lasting.
Toilet paper rolls in a basket | Source: Midjourney
I sent out party invitations. Lots of them. To Mike’s family, our friends, his coworkers, even that nosy neighbor who always complained about our late dog.
The invitation read: “Come celebrate Mike’s new life! Surprise party at our house, tomorrow at 7 p.m.!”
A party invitation | Source: Midjourney
Then, I commissioned a billboard. Yes, a billboard. A huge one. It was delivered and set up on our front lawn, impossible to miss.
In giant, bold letters, it proclaimed: “Congratulations on Dumping Me for Your Pregnant Mistress, Mike! Hope the Baby Doesn’t Inherit Your Infidelity!”
I stepped back to admire my handiwork, feeling like a mischievous fairy godmother who’d just granted the world’s most ironic wish. With a satisfied smirk and a dramatic hair flip, I sashayed away from the scene, eagerly anticipating the chaos that was about to unfold.
A billboard outside a house | Source: Midjourney
The next evening, right on cue, my phone rang. It was Mike, and he sounded like he was having an aneurysm.
“Michelle!” he screeched, his voice hitting octaves I didn’t know he could reach. “What the hell is going on? Why are there people at our house? And what’s with this insane billboard?”
“Oh, that?” I said, trying to sound innocent. “Just a little housewarming party for you and Jessica. Don’t you like the decorations?”
“Decorations? It’s a freaking circus out here! And why can’t I get into the house?”
A startled man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
I couldn’t help but giggle. “Well, honey, you told me to move out, remember? You never said anything about you staying there. I just remembered that the house is solely under my name. So, I changed the locks. Oopsie!”
There was a long silence on the other end. I could almost hear the gears in his tiny brain trying to process what was happening.
“Where are we supposed to go?” he finally sputtered.
“Gee, I don’t know, Mike. Maybe Jessica’s mom would love to have you? I hear pregnancy hormones and in-laws mix really well.”
A smiling woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
I hung up, feeling lighter than I had in years. But wait, there was more!
In the days that followed, I had the utilities cut off, canceled the cable, and made sure all our joint assets were transferred into my name. I listed the house for sale, making sure to mention in the listing that it came with a “bonus front lawn art installation.”
I had Mike served with divorce papers at work. I specifically requested the mailman to dress up as a pregnant woman. Just for funsies.
But the universe wasn’t done with Mike yet. Oh no, it had saved the best for last.
A man gaping in shock as he holds some papers | Source: Midjourney
A week later, I got a call from Jessica. Yes, that Jessica. She was crying so hard I could barely understand her.
“Michelle,” she sobbed, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know… I mean, Mike told me you two were separated. And now… now he’s broke and homeless, and I’m pregnant, and I don’t know what to do!”
I almost felt bad for her. Almost.
“Well, Jessica,” I said, trying to keep the glee out of my voice, “I hear the circus is always looking for new acts. Maybe you two could start a juggling duo? You juggle the baby, he juggles his lies?”
She didn’t appreciate my humor. Tsk! Tsk!
Silhouette of a pregnant woman holding a smartphone | Source: Midjourney
As it turns out, when Jessica found out that Mike was now homeless, broke, and the laughingstock of the town, she decided that maybe being with a guy who had no money, no house, and no future wasn’t such a great idea after all.
She dumped him faster than you can say “Karma’s a b****!”
Last I heard, Mike was living in a tiny apartment, trying to scrape together enough money to pay bills and feed his hungry belly. His family had cut him off, disgusted by his behavior.
They even sent me a fruit basket and a sorry card. I ate the fruits while soaking in my new jacuzzi.
As for me? Well, the house sold for a nice profit. I moved to a beautiful new place, started my own business, and adopted a cat. I named him Karma.
A woman with her pet cat | Source: Midjourney
So yeah, my revenge might have been a bit over the top. But let’s be real, bringing home a pregnant mistress and trying to kick me out of my own house? That’s not just crossing a line, that’s pole-vaulting over it and then setting the pole on fire.
In the end, I learned a valuable lesson: When life gives you lemons, don’t just make lemonade. Squeeze those lemons into the eyes of those who wronged you, and then sit back and watch them stumble around blindly. It’s much more satisfying.
And remember, folks: cheaters never prosper, but the cheated-on with a good sense of humor and a flair for the dramatic? Oh, we do just fine!
A cheerful woman smiling | Source: Midjourney
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