I really didn’t know what I was doing when I married Bill.
I was young, I was pregnant, I was divorced with a small child, I had bad credit. I was attracted to him when we met. I thought he looked like a fun guy with a lot of money. I was half right.
I knew very soon that he was special, different. He had a confidence I had never seen before. I liked him and I wanted to be around him. We had fun together.
Before I left my first husband, I had lived according to the rules. I put aside thought and feeling and did what I thought I was supposed to do how I was supposed to do it. But something changed inside me. I suddenly realized that I didn’t want my daughter to grow up thinking she had to be unhappy. I decided life was too short for me and too long for her, and I left. I had no plan but to leave. I did it, and I was scared to death. And also the happiest I had ever been. I was free.
I started to live by my gut. I acted upon my feelings, trusting that things would fall into place. When I met Bill, I had no plan. I was just out to have some fun after being miserable for so long. But soon I knew that I could never be without him. I trusted my gut and rode out the rough times, sure that things would work out and we would be together and happy. I’m so glad I did.
We have been married twenty-four years today. Bill has changed in so many ways, but he still remains the funny, confident, handsome, intelligent, sensitive, goofy boy I fell in love with twenty-six years ago. Though I know him so well, he still surprises me.
I am a lucky girl. After so many years, I am still deeply in love with my husband. And I am happy.
Thank you, Bill.