There was a guy I dated before I met my husband.  He was not the kind of guy I usually went for.  Usually, I date guys around my age, but he was almost ten years older.  He wasn’t very handsome, but good looking enough.  He was also someone that was introduced to me, like a set up.

We got on well from the get go.  At that point, I wasn’t feeling too picky about a lot of things, only that the man must be Christian and respect my views on celibacy.  We didn’t have a problem.

I opened myself to the relationship, and we got to know each other.  He even supported my Charity, which of course, was not up for discussion 🙂  However, I could sense there was something controlling about him.  He knew exactly what he wanted for his future, and for his wife, and from the way he talked, my charity work had no place in our future together.  He was pushing for me to explore something else that wasn’t really my passion.  That was the first red flag.

Regardless, I fell for him.  Big.  I really liked him, because I respected him and I admired him…

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