I thought I was in love in my previous marriage but I know I wasn’t. I was naive and wanted to get married like my sisters did. On my wedding day I had serious doubts but was stubborn and went through with it. We had some nice times but it takes two to work at a marriage he lived a double life. When you dread someone coming home from work that is not love.
I was busy raising my children going back to college and getting a divorce and on my own. I knew my present husband just as a friend and had not seen him for years. When we met up there was instant attraction I had never experienced before. It was like a magnet we could not see enough of each other. My DC loved him too it’s twenty five years marriage this year.
Did you think you were poor growing up?
What is the most random school memory you have?
: What has been your most wasted purchased made in preparation for a holiday?


I agree that sort of love can rarely be replicated