I had plenty of chances to go with anyone, but I knew what I wanted and I was going to find it if it was the last thing I could do as I’m sure he did too. I grew up much differently than most; I’ve seen and done things that no child should have to endure. It all has done no harm, only made me the remarkable woman I am today. My mother had committed suicide about 6 months prior to my affair exactly 1 week past my 18 Birthday, and all she ever wanted was for me to leave the bastard of what he called himself a “man” and give my daughter what she deserved a real family and father figure. That’s exactly my plan, but not just anyone. I was going to find the love of my life, the man that would treat me like gold, the man that would never harm me in any way, and the man who’d love me unconditionally. So it began my love affair, I remember seeing him the first time, the butterflies in my stomach, and I didn’t even know his name. I wanted him the moment he step foot on that line, I knew it in my heart. He’d been working there for 2-3 days the first time he asked for my number, of course I wasn’t sure he asked but I thought he did. That Friday when he sat next to me and asked me for my number again my heart sank to my stomach. I was jumping for joy inside my skin, I couldn’t wait to get home and tell everyone that I thought I found him, I found the one I wanted to spend all eternity with. I am a firm believer of destiny and what’s meant to be. He called me as soon as we left the parking lot, I took my sweet time getting home; I only lived 5 minutes away in a trailer park!! I’d prayed to God to make the weekend go by fast, even though it’s a sin I knew it was right. I knew God had a better plan for me and my daughter I just needed to wait it out, things would fall into place in his time. We met at the park one night, my sister had taken Alyssa over to the playground and we sat in the car and talked. We talked about the past and the future. The things we wanted, family, life, and love. He was married; him and his wife had split a while ago and were going through a nasty divorce. She’s an evil person; she put him and his son through hell, she has his daughter. I slid over onto his lap, he gripped my face and told me how beautiful I was; no one in my life has called me beautiful. It felt so good, so right. He couldn’t believe he met me, he said we were meant to be and I believed and felt every word he was saying. We met at the lake, with a man made beach. We walked over and sat on the big rocks, talked about his son and our plans to be a family. We met everywhere we could. He called me one night on the weekend and he just had to meet me. He didn’t care where he had to see me, so we met at the gas station next to my place. He was standing at my car door he reached in and kissed me, and he told me he loved me. I was in love with him and I knew it but I was scared. I didn’t say a word, I pulled out and left it at that. The next week, I met him in my pajamas at 8 and he begged me to go and meet his parents. I was shocked; I didn’t think it was appropriate with me in my pajamas I mean I was in my pajamas. What a beautiful normal family he had; they didn’t care I was in my pajamas and they were pleased to finally meet me. His oldest son was there, whom he has full custody of just turned 10. He’s been playing baseball and we’ve been going to his games together with my daughter for some time now. He hated baseball and he was terrible at it. I went over to his house late one night, and we watched TV and cuddled on his couch. I was very ready for what was to come, we started to kiss; I’m sure you know what happened then. I was satisfied and happy going home, it wouldn’t be long and everything I’ve waited for my entire life would finally happen. My dreams would come true.