Story of my life

Chapter 4

I can honestly say that the 48 hours after that

break up were the toughest of all my life. I ugly-

cried those kind of tears that come from

somewhere inside you didn’t even know existed—a

place of fear and sudden awareness that you are

completely alone.

And that’s the place I was in when I met Matthew.

We met a mere 48 hours after the ex and I called it

quits, which could either be considered really

terrible timing or really great timing. I choose to

believe the timing was perfect.

But let’s back up again for just a minute.

Remember how I was working at that little

restaurant? Well, for a couple of years I’d been

waiting on my future in-laws without even knowing

it. We’ll just call them Mr. and Mrs. D for our

purposes here today.

*Coming soon*