My first marriage was at 17...3 weeks after graduating from HS. Yep...I was pg. Why? That's another story.
After 6 years & infidelity...him first (many times), I followed suit (a couple of times).. Anyway, I left him, vowing that I would NEVER marry again.
I had a GREAT time....I dated, short term, long term, for the night...
Fast forward to February 1989...I started a new job (secure facility) & was waiting in the reception area to be 'taken' to my new assignment. Nervous as I was, I heard this voice saying "So, the is your first day?", I looked over & met a set of big brown eyes that took my breath away. Any way we talked for a few minutes & he said he'd graduated from college a year earlier...oooppps tooo young. You see I graduated in '83..at 29, I started college at 26...so I figured he was..oh 23, 24. TOOO YOUNG! We were bonded..newbies so we chatted, had breakfast together, sometime lunch...we were friends. Anyway...the end of April that year, one of the 'ladies' says..."We're taking Kevin out ot lunch..it's his birthday" oh FUN..."How old is he?"
Well, shoooot, the 'boy' is 34!!! BINGO!!!! I work this for 4 MONTHS before he asks me out for a 'real' date! On my birthday he called me at work (he left at 3:30, I worked til 4:30) for that night. He dumped a 22 year old for my 35 year old butt.....
In 1991 we married & with all of the ups & downs we will be married 18 years on February 15th.
This may sound crude but follow your heart NOT your VeJayJay. Also.do NOT ingore your instincts.
I was single for 14 years, now my live is a REAL life.
Long...but this is my story.... |