My Jeff.

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This past weekend, my partner, "Jeffers", and I celebrated three wonderful years together. It's three years together that many of our so called "friends" said we'd never see. A lot of people didn't like that Jeff and I met online. Many of MY friends in particular told me he was probably a rapist looking to get his sick kicks. I knew without a shadow of a doubt he wasn't. I don't know HOW I knew, but I did. Jeff saved me. He knew that, although my ex and I had split, I was still suffering from abuse. I was on the phone to him one night, when my ex actually attempted to rape me while I was on the phone! I left a few days later when my ex made an attempt on my life. I told him it was truly over, I had no love left for him, and any shred of respect I had for him as a human had just been totally destroyed. I moved myself and my kids in with my mom for a couple of weeks. I flew out to visit Jeff for four weeks in August of 2004. That 4 weeks together was pure heaven. We hit it off instantly, and any fool could see our feelings for each other ran deep. I had to fly back to the UK at the end of that 4 weeks in order to get the rest of my affairs sorted out before flying back out for good. 6 weeks later, I flew back out to Canada, followed by my kids shortly thereafter, thanks to my best friend flying out with them, and we've been here ever since. Jeff has been absolutely fantastic with my babies. They absolutely adore him. He has accepted them like they were his own, and he has a way with them that has them doing whatever he wants them to do. It brings tears to my eyes when I see them huddled together on the floor on a weekend doing something, whether it be drawing, painting, or just having fun and making each other laugh. I pity my ex that he decided to not have anything more to do with his children. He'll never see them smile, never see them grow up, and he'll never realize what he's missing out on. I feel lucky, and honored that Jeff and I met. He's the stuff that every girl dreams of - some days I find it hard to believe that things are so good. I'm almost scared of waking up and finding it was all a dream lol. He is my partner, my lover, my soulmate and my very best friend. He has saved my life when my depression bouts threatened to kill me, he has made me laugh when I should be crying, he's made me cry when I should be laughing, and he's made me who I am today. Thanks to him, I'm no longer that little girl scared of her own shadow. On May the 3rd next year, we're getting married. It'll be 4 years to the day since we first got together. That day is when we will truly become a family. Husband, wife, and three adorable children. I'll class that day as "The day my life started again."