I never planned a wedding as a little girl, instead I remember asking God for three children, two boys and a girl,that's all I wanted, however I was told that I probably wouldn't be able to have children.
I was 17 years old when I learned I was pregnant. I was married before my son was born and I continued to dream about my "perfect" family. After Killian was born, the doctors told me I was lucky to have him, to be thankful I had one. My body was a mess and the possibility of conceiving again was slim to none. Five years, almost to the day, my second son, Keagan was born and 6 months later I was pregnant with Brooke.Within a year of her birth I had to have a hysterectomy, since I was still married to the father of my children and I thought life would always stay on the path I had carved, I didn't fret too much over the surgery. I couldn't complain, God blessed me with three children, I had a decent marriage...what could go wrong?
Within months of my surgery, the father of my children moved out and our marriage dissolved. My whole world shattered and turned upside down. I just knew I'd be alone forever and I would end up becoming the "crazy cat lady". I mean who in their right mind would ever want a woman without her "womanly parts" and three kids???? I was resigned to the idea of being on my own, that's when Joe came along and turned my world over again.
We met on myspace, neither of us looking for anything other than a friend to have fun with. I told him upfront about my kids and my surgery, he was super cool with it so we continued to talk. Eventually we exchanged phone numbers and after several months of talking we met for a "date". We had a great time, he wanted another date. I said I would only go out with him if his hands were bigger than mine (I have very large hands-he's 6"4', he wasn't worried), so we put our hands together and I knew I was in trouble, not only were his hands a smidge bigger, but there was an intense spark , a literal spark between our hands. Neither of us admitted it, but we knew we loved one another at that moment.
Our next date was a family date, followed very quickly with almost inseparable weekends. We didn't officially start dating until September, three years later we were married. We had a special ceremony, complete with family vows and followed with a family moon.
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