Yeah. She’s in prison right now. I think she gets out in a year or two.
This is wild! Thank God you didn’t marry her!
Right? I had to testify and was investigated as well. It was a huge mess. I just can’t believe she’d lied all that time. I really thought I knew who she was. I was ready to spend the rest of my life with her.
How long ago was this?
Two years ago.
And you haven’t dated since?
No. Once you give your heart to someone like that, it’s hard to trust again.
I can absolutely see why you feel that way after a situation like that.
OK, that’s my sad story. Time to share yours.
Ha! Mine is nothing compared to yours. Guy cheated. We broke up. Same old story.
It’s not the same old story if it mattered to you.
When I look back now, I can see how I should have known. I wasn’t in love with him. I was in love with the idea of him.
How?
Girls want the fairy tale. He provided that in some ways, which made me overlook other things. He knew how to play the game to get what he wanted.
Dick.
LOL! Yeah, he was. I learned a lot though. Mainly to not settle.
Have you dated since him?
A little. Nothing serious. I know what—or rather, who—I’m looking for now.
So, you have standards set now. Tell me about them.
He has to have a steady job.
LOL! I would hope so! You’re not setting the bar too high if that’s at the top of your list.
That’s a big one! The last guy bounced around from job to job, and it was just too much.
OK, I get that. What else?
He has to be honest. Have God in his heart. Open to trying new things. Want to cook dinner with me. Want to have kids one day and make those kids his number one priority.
Check. Check. Check. Check and check.
I smile at how fast he came back with that reply. Before I can respond, he sends another message.
I like that you have his kids as his number one priority. That’s an important one.
I’m glad you feel that way.
I truly do. I want to have kids someday. I can’t wait to have my mini me following me around as I teach him how to be a man or my little girl who, I’ll tell you now, will have me absolutely wrapped around her finger so much so that it will be embarrassing, but I’m not afraid to admit it.
You really mean that? You’re not just feeding me lines?
