Isn't It Ironic?

    What can I say? Life is weird, ironic, and has a way of sneaking things up on you that you never thought in a million years could happen. My life has taken a crazy twist, but I am extremely happy. Happier than I have been in a very long time.
     I am now in a relationship with an awesome, sweet, funny, caring guy. Someone who treats me like a princess. He compliments me, and he makes me feel good about myself. For years I had forgotten that I was worth that. I felt ugly and unattractive, like I would never be good enough for anyone, and like I had nothing of worth to give someone. What's ironic about this you ask? The guy I am seeing was my first love. My first everything.
     We dated each other in middle school and the beginning of high school. We have an awesome story. I adored him, he had a girlfriend, so I patiently waited on the sidelines until he realized he wanted me as well. We had a magnetic attraction and it was overwhelming at times. But we really did love each other. Despite people telling us we were too young to feel that way, we truly did, and it was real love. I broke up with him, because at the time I had things going on in my life that made me feel like I didn't deserve that love. I also chose someone different because we were around each other more and had more in common. As a teenager that is important, but you don't realize as you grow up you also grow apart and those things that mattered at the time, no longer do.
    We grew up, somehow managed to move on with our lives. The most important person to us at one time was now a complete stranger. We both got married and had adorable babies. We we too young though, and neither one of our marriages worked out. We didn't talk for about ten years. But for some reason, we never left each others thoughts. I would think I forgot about him, when all the sudden there he would be, in my dreams. We felt each other over the years kind of calling for each other when we were lonely or hurt. But we both respected each others marriages enough not to talk.
     After I knew his marriage was over, and mine had come to an end as well, I decided to message him, just to check on him and see how he was. I never expected him to respond back (I hurt him pretty badly when I broke his heart), and when he did respond back I never expected it to be like we never stopped talking. He was working overseas at the time, but wouldn't you know that he was due to come home shortly. Once again, weird.
     We decided to see each other when he got back. Talk about nerves, and butterflies, and anxiety. I was afraid he would run away since I had changed quite a bit over the years (thank you babies), and I wasn't sure he would even be the same person since he had been through so much. But that first meeting was amazing. He still looked at me like I was that same cute girl I had been before. And much to my surprise, he had changed, but grown up in a good way. We started out as friends, but over time that magnetic feeling was too much. And now here we are. He has given me so much of myself back. I feel attractive again. I feel like I am worthy of being loved. I feel what has been missing in my life for so long, which is being with someone who actually wants to be with me. We get each other, and we balance each other out so well. The part that truly won me over, was how amazing he is with my kids. He adores them. Treats them like actual people, plays with them, talks to them, and they adore him as well. That is what melted my heart.
     I know this will be weird for a lot of people. It was crazy and weird for us in the beginning as well. Also, a lot of people don't agree with us seeing each other again. I have heard it from a lot of people. Or they are misinformed. Neither one of us wrecked the others marriage. Those were already over, and needed no help in ending. They did that all one their own. But these people don't know how well we work together. They don't know that we have both been mistreated in the past, and truly need each other. That we came back into each others lives at a time when we were the lowest, and probably saved us. They don't know that we are soul mates. Each others missing puzzle piece. That we have a connection still after all these years we cant quite explain. So to those people, I say oh well. Get used to it. Or don't. I don't care. Those who truly love us will accept it, and they will be happy that we are happy. Those who don't, well I guess they didn't need to be in our lives anyway. I am happy, he is happy, and our kids are happy. That is all that matters to me. :-)

Us. 8th grade graduation. ;-)

First love

Playing with Jack Jack.

Looking crazy but happy! :D