jpeterson

Charles and I have been together for 9 years, 10 by the time we actually get married. We met in 95 in South Padre- I was there visiting my grandmother for the summer and he worked at the resort that we lived on. We dated for the summer and then I went back home to Iowa. In November 95, I met my (now ex-)husband and we dated until Feb 98 when we got married. Our marriage was short lived and I left him in August of 1999. The following spring (March 2000) I found myself planning a trip to Dallas to go to a concert-- last I had heard Charles was living in Oklahoma City so I thought I'd try to hunt him down since I was passing through. I called his parents and his father gave me his new number and told me that he had just left his wife (I didnt even know he had been married). So I called him up and since then we've been each other's blessing (and curse ;-). We have 3 children together Xavier (age 8), Logan (age 6) and Cassi (age 2). After over 9 years together, I often question the need to get married. Not for lack of love or anything- it's just not an institution that I thought I'd ever enter into again.