That 7 years ago today, I was supposed to be married. I can’t begin to imagine how different things would be if that wedding had gone through.
It was supposed to be perfect. His dad and my Daddy were best friends for years and years. His sister and I were very close and I could depend on her for everything.
Well, those of you who know me… I mean really, really know me, know that I’m a brat. Always have been. Still am to this day. The ex just couldn’t handle it, and he broke things off in April of that year.
I ended up falling into a severe depression. I went from 130 pounds to less than 100 pounds (at 5’9). I did a lot of things that I’m just not proud of during that time of depression. All over a guy. Stupid, I know. I was just so afraid that no one would ever love me that I fell into this awful pit of despair. After all, I was a single mom with a ton of baggage. Who would want that?
Shortly after our breakup, I started attending a different church. It was there that I met Gene’s brother, and ultimately, Gene – the most amazing man on earth.
When Gene and I started dating, I was still at my lowest weight. He was the one that convinced me that I was beautiful, and pulled me out of that depression. He showed me what REAL love is supposed to feel like. I truly believe he saved my life. We’re not perfect, but he is exactly what I needed, exactly when I needed it.
As I look back, I know that everything was in God’s hands… whether I was or not. If Daddy hadn’t died, I probably wouldn’t have moved back to Ohio when I did, I wouldn’t have gotten engaged to the wrong guy, I wouldn’t have started a new church, I wouldn’t have met Gene, and I wouldn’t be as happy as I am right now. I can’t imagine what my life would be like if that wedding had happened 7 years ago. So glad I don’t have to wonder.