by Kenzy England

Created on: September 25, 2008   Last Updated: April 09, 2009

I really thought I was marrying my dream man. He had been a sweet boy, my Grandparents adored him. But he just wasn't the same anymore.

Let me explain:

Steven and I had dated when I was in junior high and he was a sophomore at a private school. He was a cheerleader and played for the schools basketball team. He the sweetest boy and cared about me a lot.

I was only 14-years old and we had been going steady for a year when he asked me if I would be promised to him. He had chosen my promise ring, and I have to admit that I was really excited. But reality started to settle in and I decided that I was too young for such a serious relationship.

One night, I called him to tell him that I wanted to break up. He asked me why, so I explained that I wanted for us to see other people. I know I hurt him, but I was being honest about how I felt. It was the mature thing to do. Right?

We didn't see each other again for 4 years when I returned to my hometown with my 2-year old son following my first divorce. Fate had brought us back together again, the old flame rekindled, and I admitted that I had never fallen out of love with him.

Eventually, we got married and had three children together. But things weren't rosy. Something had happened to that sweet boy I had known. He had become abusive, was cheating on me, did drugs, and when he drank, he didn't stop at a couple of beers or drinks. After nine years of marriage, I couldn't deal with it anymore. After giving my son a beating and my having him put in jail, it was finally over and done with.

Interestingly enough, he actually had the nerve to tell me that our entire marriage was based on the fact that he wanted to get back at me for breaking up with him all those years ago!

My someone better came along while I was going through my divorce. I was skeptical, but the truth is that he treats me better than I ever imagined. He supports me in whatever I want to do, he is there when I need a shoulder to cry on, he has taken my children and raised them as if they were his own.

I realize now that HE was my dream man all along, I just didn't know it. More precisely, he was the kind of man that I had always longed to be with for the rest of my life. He is amazing. When I'm feeling at my lowest, he always has a gentle hand outstretched to pick me back up again.

Just because someone is your "Dream Man" doesn't mean he's the one for you. Many, many times, there is your "Someone Better" out there. You just have to keep looking for him. You will know when you find him.

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