Once upon a time, when I was only 23, I got married to a man I had fallen in love with at college. Fourteen years and three daughters later, I got divorced. That was something I had never planned for or expected. But that's kind of how life is, isn't it? What's the quote I heard once.... "If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans."
Suddenly, I was a single mom, working full time and trying desperately to make ends meet. I made feeble, and quite unsuccessful, attempts at dating. By the time I got to March of 2010, I had pretty much decided I would just stay single.
Then I came across a funny posting on Craigslist. It was in the "men for women" section. In his ad, Mike said he was a "catch." I felt compelled to reply. I had to ask him what made him such a catch. For reasons unknown to me, I felt fearless in my communication with him.
Our emails flew back and forth for a few days, until we both decided we should meet. He lived in the South Hills, and I lived here in Oakmont. We decided on a restaurant at the Waterfront and set a date. That was on March 14, 2010.
Fast-forward.... Mike and I became engaged in April of 2011. We spent the summer making plans and finally wed on Sept. 3, 2011.
We had a wonderful ceremony at St. Thomas Episcopal Church in Oakmont. We were surrounded by friends and family. We even were blessed with technology that allowed the ceremony to be streamed live, for those who could not be there in person! (Thank you, Bill Jacka!!!)
So this is my second time around. This is my second marriage. I'm a very different person this time, with very different circumstances. I have a very good feeling that time it's going to last til death do us part. <3
In 1994, I married someone I had 'fallen for in college'.... in 2011, I married my best friend and true love. Here's to the second time around!