I used to dream about the day I could move out of my parent’s house and then one day, I woke up and found out I was pregnant. That day marked my rest of my life. My future was now unwritten, unplanned, to some extent feared and unwanted. I didn’t know how I was going to survive that life.

Fast forward 24 years later and I am still here. Alive!

I’ve had three kids 1 girl and 2 boys. I was a single parent for a while. I divorced my first marriage. I struggled to finish college for a while and getting a degree became my focus, while trying to raise kids and work. During one of these times I was in college, I met my second husband. A man I didn’t intend on meeting, nor was I intending on marrying.

He was also in college for his bachelors. He was mature, older than me by six years, and didn’t seem interested in me for the purpose of a “good time”. Instead, he wanted to know how my day was and about the kids and my personal issues. We would have regular adult conversations and we were good friends. Nothing to worry about or stress about with him. It was easy to be his friend.

Five months later, we said “I do” in front of a judge at City Hall on May 21, 2010. Making each other Husband and Wife. Just like that I was married again. Seven months before my divorce had just finalized and just barely qualified to get remarried. So, we did because why not and because then and there was when I learned that he liked ‘playing it by ear’.

So, then the love story of what is now almost 14 years started. I met his sister just a few weeks, (or was it days?) before the actual City Hall wedding. I can’t remember the small details,just that I was 29 and he was 35 and obviously fucking crazy as FUCK.

We have lived a life, mostly ‘played by ear’, because that is how he likes to do it. A lot has happened, a lot has been accomplished, a lot has been put on hold, but for good reasons, now that my youngest is almost done with HS. It is time to start using up more time to do more. Although, we have been using our time wisely we now have more to accomplish and more to strive for.

New missions, new goals, new adventures await. I hope all of you out there (my 3 readers) find a way to keep yourselves alive and not settle for the comfort of only floating through life. It’s good to float every now and then, but if you learn to swim, imagine how far you could go.

Xoxo

-CP