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| For seven months, I was heavily involved and hopelessly in love with a man I found out later was marrried.� The news came just four days after my birthday and two days before my beloved cousin died of cancer at the age of 22.� I was not prepared for such devastation, or so I thought.� Now, though, I see all things as blessings, even those most painful.� I remember that at the beginning of my relationship with Kevin, I prayed every night to our Father that He would reveal to me the truth of that relationship.� I prayed that, in a year's time, I would know where Kevin and I were headed.� Even after I found out second-hand that he might be married, I prayed for certain truth.� Truth came to me one night this March -- almost 11 months to the day that I met him -- in the form� of a phone call from his wife.� Oh what a wonderful God we serve!� Within a year's time, just as I had asked, God delivered to me the certain truth about my relationship with Kevin.� I spoke with Kevin that night and found within myself the truth for which I had been searching.� The relationship was over, yes, I knew that, but more than that, I wanted it to be over.� I did not ask Kevin the millions of questions that had filled my head every second of every day for 4 months, questions that I asked as I cried myself to sleep.� I didn't ask him if he ever really loved me.� It didn't matter anymore.� I didn't ask him why.� No answer would have been enough and couldn't change what had happened.� I had my own closure and it had not come from him. And then, that summer, everything changed... chapter two: at last... |
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