I was so stupid. I was convinced that I had just met the man that I wanted to marry. I was 17, with very little life's experience to draw upon but, like most 17 year olds, I thought that I knew everything and no one else knew anything. But, I knew what I liked and I liked what I saw. He was tall, dark and I thought, as he did, that he was incredibly handsome with that unblemished complexion, 6'5 frame, devilish smile and a body that only God himself could have only created. And for the first time, I had those silly butterflies in my stomach that I've heard so many people speak of each time he glanced my way. I thought that this is what they call love and I was all in.
If we could go back and correct some of the stupid things we have done in our past, we would, but should we? I got married at 19. Too young to even know what I wanted to do with my life. In my life, I have learned more from all the wrong decisions, than from the right ones. I would love to correct some of the wrongs, but I am who I am now because of those youthful mistakes, and I like who I have become.
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