I knew he was the one, when in my first marraige Mike and I were good friends,we've been friends for years but I had a horrible secret. My husband of the time was a wife beater, one night when John had beat me to the point I was out cold and left alone with a three year old little girl my daughter and a 5 year old son. Mike my now husband and the love of my life took me to the ER, after calling my Mom to come get the kids. Mike almost went to jail that night, I was too afraid to say who had beaten me, and the police thought he had done it. It took Mike showing me what a good man is supose to be like, to get me to take his help to move and get mental health help for the hell I went through. My first year as a single person I refused to sleep on my brand new to me bed as I was so use to sleeping on a rug next to the bed. Mike stayed with me, got me help and abosultely refused to do anything more then be my friend. It took us four years to become more. But there's a strong bond there. |