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Elizabeth - posted on 04/25/2010

I dated a guy for 3 years, he was quite controlling but myself as a pushover we lived pretty happily. Until i started wanting to talk marriage and children, and he wanted nothing to do with it and we broke up. About a month later i found out i had a miscarriage. I had always wanted a family.
After my next boyfriend of 3 months cheated on me, I was about to my lowest low. A crazy accident got me in touch with my sister's good friend of four years who just moved from MA to ME, who none of us had ever actually met. His accent was thick, he was funny. We had similar dreams. We started talking every waking minute, of every day. We got very close over the phone and soon we were planning to meet. I took my new car and drove 16.5 hours one way alone in a single, perfect, sunny day in February- stayed a week and brought him home with me. (If we were going to advance our relationship one of us had to make the move) 6 months later we were engaged and soon married. One month and 4 days later we were expecting our first son. Now our son is almost 1, and we're trying again. And my husband is joining the Army to fulfill his dream and to support mine by allowing me to continue staying at home with our son. He is my soul mate, and I can't believe how lucky I am. I still to this day can't believe what I did, and all I can say is it's a miracle of God.
We've been married almost 2 years and been through some challenges and blessings; A child, me losing my job, losing our home, staying with family, and the journey of him joining the Army, and yet we're still happily working together toward our future. I love him to the ends of the earth :D

Katherine - posted on 04/25/2010

WOW, that's quite a story.

Carla - posted on 04/25/2010

Hi, Katie, found you and got you tabbed!



My story would fill volumes! Sickly little kid, shy, skinny. Married at 15, had daughter before I got my drivers license. Second child at 18, husband turned psycho (I think he was always that way, I just didn't see it). Divorced at 21. After divorce, my boyfriend, Dave brought a guy, Mark, to the house to eat (they were stationed on an air force base and hated base cooking!). A couple nights later Mark came to tell me Dave couldn't make the date we had. I asked him in for a drink, 5 hours later he told me he had loved me since the day he met me, would I marry him. I said yes, and he moved in! 38 years later, we are still married!



Have had rough patches, lots of health issues, am on disability retirement from Post Office, but we have survived and flourished. We now have 3 children, 42, 40 and 36 and 8 grandchildren. We also took in 'strays' as we affectionately call them, so we have others who we consider our children, and, consequently, many grandchildren.



I am still learning about life, and it seems the more I live, the more I learn. Sure wish I had known some of this stuff when raising children ;)



I am a crafter, jewelry maker (when pain permits), gardener, animal lover, children lover, people lover, oh, and I LOVE to cook!



Hope to meet some of you guys and hear your stories.



Love, Carla