When I was young I loved a man who was not healthy for me. It was a horrible relationship. We dated during high school. Several months after our boundaries changed and we both changed schools I met this very handsome senior boy (I was a freshmen) who was the sweetest guy I’d ever met! He was nice to everyone, he was funny, and when I spent time with him (even just walking to Subway during lunch hour) I was just shocked at what a great guy he was. I attended a family dinner at his house while we were working on a theatre project together and when he left to drive me home he gave his mother a big hug and told her he loved her before he even grabbed his keys. In fact, he went looking for her before he left! I think I fell in love with him right then It made me realize that I deserved to be treated better than how the guy I was dating was treating me, and so I walked away from that guy.

Needless to say, 3 years later I married the wonderful man mentioned above, and we have 2.5 great kids, and if it weren’t for him I don’t think my life would be as wonderful as it is today, and I don’t think I would have found my church if he wasn’t apart of it, I probably would have continued throughout life with no religion at all. Sometimes God works subtly, when it is needed, and is way too patient with us

I ran into that man I dated all those years ago, about a month after Audrey was born. And I realized just how miserable my life would be if I hadn’t met my husband and been able to walk away from this other guy.