Mine

scott was my first real boyfriend and I was his first real girl. One blissful year of highschool love struck teens. One New Years eve my best friend convinced me i should not be with him(this was at a girls sleepover in the 80's with booze and other mind altering substances) and she broke up with him on the phone since i couldn't bring myself to do it.

Shortly afterward, and more than once.... I apologised and begged him to take me back. He said no ( now scott says it was the stupidest thing he ever did)

i went on to date a bunch of guys, none measured up, then one cool dude from outa town swept me off my feet. it wasn't long untill that guy started beating me with the broom and anything else he could get his hands on. I tried to leave him on several occasions, one of the times he actually hid in my car and hyjacked me. eventually i got away from him. Thank you judicial system.

i had some one night stands with a few looser friends of my cousins. I stayed with my cousin a while because crazy abusive guy didn't know how to find me there.  then one night out with the girls i met a guy who was sweet, lavished attention on me, took me out, bought me anything i wanted. stupid me married him, but at the time, i thought it was wonderful.  

meanwhile back at the ranch....scott stopped by my parents house looking for me hoping to reconnect. after the third time my parents told him i got married and he gave up. a few years after that he married a girl and they divorced 6 years later, she left him for a girl. turns out she prefered women and scott just was eye candy to her snooty well to do political family.

life went on, i had a few kids. love my kids. then ever so slowly. the husband became controlling, isolating me from family and friends. it turned really ugly about 9 years ago. he started getting truely verbally and emotionally abusive. I finally woke up and realized he wasn't gonna change and i deserved better.

I took the kids and moved into mom and dad's house.

a few months later, one lonely night, after two or eight Corona's . I messaged Scott on facebook. I had sent out many friend requests to many people i used to know with no reply. So i was very hesitant to friend request scott, i didn't know if i wanted to know. I didn't want to be rejected. So with gumption backed by some liquid courage, i did it.

He accepted, the rest is history. We have decided that all that crap in the middle was training that we were'nt supposed to go thru together,  now we can truely appreciated and enjoy one another.

"the first is last, the last is forever." scott n shel