You know that old saying you have to kiss alot of toads before you find your prince,
Well in my opion I think they're wrong.
Love is not something that just happens like in fairy tales.Love is something I think
you have to work at to get.
I thought I had found true love but I was wrong.
The man was nice to me treated my son like his own,
But 2 months of being together only tore us apart.
I didn't know than at the time but I'd found out later I wasn't the only woman in is life, for weeks
he'd been seeing his ex and I had not known about it until I had been told by a friend that he was
seen with her at first I thought no way I didn't believe my friend at least not at first.
I wasn't until my boyfriend had started coming home late that I decided to ask in my mind Is he cheating?
Well I asked him about it and I was suprised he didn't try to lie about it or even hide from it
On July 4,2002 we broke up two weeks after I found I was pregnant.
I kept the baby a little girl I named Jessica.
She'd three years old now and has never meet her father.
When she was born I had called and told him about her and he'd said he wanted nothing to do
with her and so for three years it went just that way.
I thought everything was ok for a while untile he married recently,
Now he wants to see her and I don't know if I want him to cause she dosen't know him, She's never
even meet him.To my opinion her father is my son David's dad Nick. And I think I'd like to keep it that
way at least until she's old enough to make up her own mind.
I not only write this for myself.
I write this for any other single mother that has any similar sistuation.
