My, How Things Have Changed!

First, a huge congratulations to the Indianapolis Co.lts for making the Superbow.l! Their last Superbowl appearance was when they won it, three years ago.

February of 2007... Wow, my life sure has changed.

This post is hard for me to write. It's not TTC related at all and it's something I don't talk about very often. Mr SC and I don't talk about our pasts. We just don't. I know that many things in my past have helped shape me into who I am today, yet I really feel like I never really was truly happy until I met Mr SC. He feels the same. So, we focus on the now and our dreams for the future.

When the Colts won the Superbowl the last time, I hadn't even met Mr SC yet. I was smack dab in the middle of one of the most painful experiences of my life.

I relocated three years ago. I left my family (primarily my mother, who is my best friend) and friends behind and took a job in a new city. It was tough to get a job and it took me two years to do it. I hated my old school district and was searching for a position in a new location. I was about a month into my new job in February, 2007. I had also just had my heart ripped to shreds.

When I relocated, I was with someone else. He lived about a half an hour from my new school, which was two hours away from my hometown. We had been together for several years, but mainly in a long distance relationship. I thought I was happy but looking back, I realize it wasn't as fulfilling as a relationship as I thought it was. Anyway, my ex and I talked a great deal about whether or not we wanted to live together. I was stuck on the fact that I didn't want to feel like I was moving for him...I was moving and found the new job for myself. In the end, we decided to live together. We went apartment hunting (he had pushed to buy a house together, but I was hesitant since we weren't married) and he moved out of his smaller place into our bigger one. We went furniture shopping together to add to the nice new things he had. So when I moved, I gave up every possession. My stuff was old and hand-me-downs, so why not? I donated it all and felt pretty good about it.

Right away, things didn't seem right. I wasn't sure why. This should be the happiest time of our lives but it wasn't. It was more like we were roommates and it was strange. Looking back, I can see all the signs so clearly. But then, I couldn't believe it. I confided in a friend my fears and she told me I was insane...I had just moved there. Why would I move there if this were true? And then, to my horror, I found out it was.

I got home from work early one day and found an e-card from another woman. I came to learn that he had been cheating on me for six months. The kicker? We shared the same name and the same profession. She lived a MILE from where I had just moved from, in my home town.

For about a week, I begged him to try to work it out. We had been together for years. I just changed jobs. I had nothing. For a week, he said he would. These words do not even convey the pain that I went through. I couldn't believe someone would do that to me. He pushed for us to move in together. WHY? After I week, I came to my senses and kicked him out. He gave me money to buy new furniture (heck, it was the least he could do) and I began trying to rebuild my life, again. He stayed with a friend and I found a new apartment for my dog (Lewie) and me after about three weeks. People I barely knew helped me move and I started over, again.

The night that I moved is the night I met Mr SC.

I had known "of" him already. I teach with his SIL and had heard he speaking about him at lunch. I remember thinking that it was a shame I had a boyfriend because this guy sounded amazing. LOL. Against my better judgement, I left Lewie in the strange new apartment and went out with Mr SC, future SIL & BIL and another couple to a comedy club. It was the most I had laughed in years. Mr SC was interested right away but knew my situation and didn't push or anything (heck it took him a month after we started dating to kiss me!). It took me about a month before I gave SIL my number to give to him. I gave it to her on a Wednesday. I remember thinking that I wasn't sure if I was ready but that it would take a few days for him to call, I had plans the following weekend...that would give me two weeks. Nope. He called me the same night. I've talked to him every night since.

I have found my soul mate and my best friend. Mr SC is my rock and my life. I can't imagine my life without him in it. Although our losses have been hell, I know that I can get through anything with him by my side, holding my hand.