A lot of people dont know this about me, but I was actually seeing someone (not in a relationship, just dating) when I meet my current husband Jem. The man I had been dating was named Davy. He was tall, dark, handsome, and full blooded Mohawk Native American. He was pretty well off financially and always wanted to be around me and talk. He was everything I wanted in a man, but he was afraid of being a dad and acted nervious around my duaghter Ruby. He was also mainly a vegetarian and wouldn't even drink milk because he beleived it contributed to making people sick. The most shocking thing was he beleived you could lose your salvation from sins. He also didnt think people should go to church on Sunday, but Satureday.
Anyways, I always looked forward to him getting off work because he would be right over and we would do everything together like shopping and listening to music. His vioce sounded amazing. I was really into him to say the least. I had issues where I didnt trust men, but that was never an issue with Davy. He was so easy to be with.
Still, I had a daughter and God is most important in my life. One day I asked him if he wanted to be boyfreind and girlfreind. He said he did, but not right away because it was fun being together without the pressure because his dad and mom left him being a dad himself was still kindof scary.
One day this man (my husband Jem) from church told me he liked me. It was the best and worst news I gotten in a while. I liked Jem because he was good with Ruby and seemed to have the same Biblical beleives that I did. Because I was confused I called my freind Randy who I get advice from. I usually never take Randy's advice just to turn out Randy is usually always right. I figured I would do something I normally would never do. Randy told me to break it off with Davy and give Jem a try. It was too hard to break it off with Davy so I waited a few days. Then I told Davy and brook it off and he cried and spilled coffee all over Jem's car. I never knew how much Davy really cared about me til that night. Being married now sometimes I look back and wonder. Still, I think I made the right choice because even though Jem's not attentive like Davy was he still goes to church and I don't have to pretend to be a vegetarian. I felt like Davy was almost everything I ever wanted because we could do so much together and talk seemingly nonstop. Davy always called me beautiful and would go to the ends of the earth for me, and Jem is just not like that.
Point is when you decide who to marry you look at a bunch of aspects. My first advice is get a Christian mate. Next, don't open one door before another is totally and completly closed. Just be real. This past Christmas Davy called me to see how I was and we talked and I felt those old sparks like wildfire, but I Jem's my husband. I love Jem and our children. At first I was fine being Davy's freind, but when he started complimenting me I had to walk away. Remember to do the right thing. This is a long post, but it does have a point. I hope you all can learn from my missteps.