I am the Other Woman. I never intended to be one. I had spent many years being on the other side of the fence. I have been in love four times in my life. The first three times were with long standing relationships of 2, 5 and nearly 13 years. Each of these men cheated on me.

My husband was the worst of the bunch. He cheated while I was pregnant, deathly ill and on bedrest. It didn't matter so much to me really because I had become sufficiently numb by being cheated on from the man I dated before him that I just didn't give a damn anymore. I had pretty much come to expect to be disappointed with men in general - it was always just a question of when in my mind.

I've never cheated on any man that I've promised fidelity to. I don't sleep around. I rarely accept dates even though I get asked out most every week by several men.

I met the married man that I am seeing after my divorce. I had been on maybe two or three disastrous dates and just decided that alone was way better for me. I met him in the grocery store. The day that I met him I had spent about two to three hours in prayer regarding my single status. Even though I had a general distrust of men there was a part of me that so deeply needed to believe that hope for love was not lost in my life. I prayed for God to send me in the path of a good man whose faith was strong that would help me to believe in love again.

This is when I learned to be careful what you pray for.

I passed this man on one aisle and noticed him immediately. As a general rule I don't check out men that much. I pretty much go about my day without noticing people around me too much. However, this one I noticed. He was attractive and he smiled at me. My heart did a flutter which confused me since I hadn't felt that in about 13 years. On the next aisle he approached me and talked to me for awhile. He asked for my number and I gave it to him which was totally out of character for me.

We talked on the phone several times. I learned that we both taught Sunday School at our respective churches. We met for coffee and talked for hours. I really felt a click with this man outside of my attraction for him. He asked for a kiss good night which I did not give him. I did give him a hug. Anyway, he was everything that I was looking for. He was also specifically EVERYTHING that I had prayed for.

I found out that he was married after things had moved to a physical relationship. We hadn't quite crossed

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