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Third times the charm
By Tracey A Flaker
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
It took us three tries but we are finally together happily ever after
As a 14 year old girl, I hadnít had much dating experience. That is why I thought it so odd that I would know in my heart that the guy I had met that day after school was the guy I was going to marry.
When I walked out of the building I saw a friend I had met at youth group the night before, standing in the parking lot and waving at me. I knew he had a crush on me and I really didnít like him like that. Apparently, he had convinced a friend of his to drive him to my school so that he could see me. Just my luck!
Since Dave, my crush, was from the youth group I attended, I didnít want to hurt his feelings or insult him. I decided to walk over and talk with him for a while. Instead of standing in the parking lot, I convinced the two guys that we should drive across the street to the marina and talk there.
I sat on the picnic table and Daveís friend sat next to me. Dave stood in front of me and rambled on about something or other. I donít know what he was talking about because I was distracted by his friend. I wouldnít say that his friend was anything even close to a hunk, but for some reason I was really fixated on him. By the end of the night, he kissed me full on the lips. That is when I knew he was the one.
Unfortunately, he was 19 years old and my parents did not approve of the age difference. Eventually, my parentís disapproval disintegrated our relationship. I feared that he would end up getting in trouble for dating me and I broke up with him in order to avoid that.
When I was finally old enough to make my own decisions, I had heard, through some mutual friends, that the love of my life was already engaged to someone. Heartbroken, I fell into the arms of another man. I was married to this other man for three years before I had no choice but to end it.
Once again our mutual friends helped me leave my first husband, and reintroduced me to my first love. Still my love did not meet my parentís approval. Even as an adult my parents had enough influence and created enough obstacles to cause my love and I to separate.
It only took us 5 years to get together for the third time. This time my parents realized that we were meant to be together and welcomed him into our family. He didnít waste any time proposing, for fear of losing me again. And I didnít waste any time accepting his proposal, because I had known at that point for 14 years that he was the one for me.
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