35 years ago today I was walking down the isle of a Nazarene church getting married for the very first time in my life at the age of 18 to a young man I hardly knew. I didn't even know who I was or what I wanted except that I thought I loved him, wanted to be married and to have a baby.
One month later, in May 1974 after getting married, I got pregnant. In November, right around my birthday, we moved to Western Kansas. I gave birth to my first child in February at the young age of 19.
Three years later we were still living in Western Kansas. I had a lot of bad experiences and wanted out of my marriage. My life wasn't what I had planned but in July 1978 I gave birth to a son this time. I was 22 years old, unhappily married, two small children to care for and living 6 hours from home without my family.
Now, here I am 35 years later living in another country, thousands of miles from my home and family, happily married at the age of 53, knowing who I am and why I am here. Knowing my purpose is to encourage the body of Christ, spread the gospel, bring joy and courage to the hearts of people and to love them, I live to be a blessing and to follow Christ.
Charlotte
2 comments:
Wow 35 years of hard lessons! Everything we go through makes us stronger though. I'm so glad you met Brian and that you are happy even if you are far from family! You really raised a son with a good head on his shoulders, he's very smart and loving and I couldn't ask for a better man in my life!
Thank you, Fawn, that is great to hear. I think he turned out amazing even if I do say so myself. I'm so glad the wife I prayed for my son turned out to be you. I love you.
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