My FH and I met at a really bad time in both of our lives. I was pregnant with my second child, facing life as a single parent. FH had just lost his 5 year old son 3 months earlier to cancer. So, needless to say, we were both on rocky ground. We didn't keep any contact until about 6 months later we met again when I invited him to a cookout at my work. We had some mutual friends who I worked with the wife, FH the husband. And it is history from there. He is "daddy" to my kids and they know no different. And we are 5 years strong at this time!
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