Well here is something that I am not sure a lot of people get to write. My (now) husband and I first met when I was *gasp* 19. Or was it 18? Of course I feel head over heels for him. Couldn't imagine my life without him etc
In the middle...
Anyway, we went out and broke up. A year passed - yes an entire year people - and we got back together. Then we broke up again.
Then another year passed. Then we got back together, bought a house, moved in, engaged 3 years later and now we are married. Yup, married. Who would have thought?
I still can't believe it. I think back to when we were apart and he broke my heart (yes, he broke it off twice). and yes I still can't believe I went back. Why?? Because no other decent man came along. Well only one man came along who I was friends with and the timing was never right. Everytime I was with my husband he was single and everytime I was single he had a girlfriend. Talk about "Timing is everything." Then the only time we had a hope in hell of getting things together (at least we were both single at the time) he froze! Had a panic attack because he just went through a break up. So he decided not to speak to me for a few months. Thats when my husband decides to speak to me again and try to sort it out. And thats when the other guy 'unfreezes' and wants to try. Too late. Already made amends with my hubby and back with him.
So.... yes unbelievably my hubby broke my heart twice and I went back each time. That was due to 2 things:
1. The timing of another decent man coming along just didn't happen (partly cos I angry for the longest time and didn't want anythin gto do with men)
and
2. I still loved my husband. I was still in love with him.
So....never say never.
No comments:
Post a Comment