I am a divorced 51-year woman. I married my first husband when I was 19, and we were married for 21 years. I was young and stupid, and we both made mistakes. I was able to accept my part in the breakdown of the marriage, but at 40 years old, I was single and alone and not sure what to do with myself.
Then I met this man. My family was not supportive, as he had been divorced twice. Neither of us had kids and we didn’t want to have them. We’ve been married now for eight years. I’ve never thought it would be possible to be this happy. I can’t wait to get home to him every night. He gets home earlier than me, and I often find the dishes done, the bed made, the floors swept and the majority of the laundry done. He tells me he has more time and doesn’t want me to have to worry about these things when I get home so we can spend OUR time doing what we want together. We don’t sweat the small stuff and are able to work through anything that comes up together.
I treasure the fact that he loves me and wants to be with me, and I thank my lucky stars that I call him mine. It was a long wait, but he is so worth it.
Melissa
I Finally Have the Marriage I Always Dreamed Of
