Stabbed Through the Heart and Stung By a Bee

        This past Summer I was stabbed through the heart and then stung by a bee. Nearly three years ago, I lost my husband to a sudden unforeseen brain tumor hemorrhage. We had just celebrated our 25thwedding anniversary the week before. After his death, I was numb. I did not have the luxury of curling up in a corner and crying myself to death. I still had young children at home needing and depending on me. So, I pressed forward, trying to put on a smile for my kids and doing what I had to do. 

            I never planned on marrying again. I actually planned on getting my last child through life, at least to his mission, and then begging God to let me go home to be with my husband again. God has always been good to me. He hears and answers my prayers. Surely this would be agreeable to Him.

            A couple years later, a met a man at church. He is probably the most beautiful man alive on this earth today. Surprisingly enough, he seemed to like me. After a few dates and an engagement ring, I was “in love.” He had awakened me from my numbness. I felt alive again and happy again. I was singing again and smiling for real. My children and extended family laughed at my giddiness. 

            Until one day, I receive a text message from my fiancé, “We’re Done!” The only explanation he gave was that he had decided that he was too old to take on the responsibility of my family. And he hasn’t talked to me since. He went back to his ex-wife. It was like a knife plunged into my heart. It hurt more than anything I had ever experienced.

            I only wished I could go back to the numbness I had been living in before I met him. He left me alive and longing. I had been awaked to a sense of realizing I did need a friend, a companion, a helpmate, and a lover. This forced me to begin to reach out in actively looking for a mate. I began subscribing to dating sites. 

            I finally found someone wonderful. He was everything I had hoped for. Only, he turned out to be a fake, a scam, a conman. This was my bee sting. It hurt, but I was not into it nearly as deep before I realized the truth. This experience has helped me to recognize and steer clear of other scammers out there. And there are plenty. 

            I healed pretty quickly from the bee sting. I still hurt from the stabbing. Then, I found this video today that has helped me realize that there were things I could have been aware of that would have saved me a lot of pain, if only I had known that he was lying to me all along. I noticed little quirks, and I remember wondering why he did those things. I guess I was just too naive at the time. But please watch this video. It can save you a world of hurt. https://youtu.be/lvxJoUuG018

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