Back at it again

What is it about revisiting the past, with someone you once cared for and picking up where you left off? Who knows? But, I'm happy to say that is exactly what has occurred.

I've already given a brief history of how I met this man when I was 15 and he was 19. And that we met up again 17yrs later.

Well, we're back together again and once I'm done with the Nursing program, we'll get married.

I'm still in awe of how I found the love of my life when I was 15yrs old and through the twisting, winding road of life, lost him and found him again.

God is good. Truly.

I'm happy. I can add this to the laundry list of events in my life that have brought me such joy and happiness.

Comments

Anonymous said…
seriously?
when you were fifteen?
wow.
i have to start adding all my friends oh..just in case!!lol
anyway,im really happy for you.
November 14, 2009 at 8:33 PM
Repressed One said…
Oh wow! really?? Awww!! Just last month you weren't sure cos he was with someone. This is great to hear.

I pray it all works out for you all.
November 15, 2009 at 3:45 PM
Amazonian Naija Queen said…
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November 21, 2009 at 2:22 PM
YankeeNaija said…
thank you so much you guys.
November 21, 2009 at 8:59 PM
NaijaScorpio said…
Hola, just stopping by to say hi. Did u change ur blog name by any chance? Don't recognize it. Glad u found me though :)
November 23, 2009 at 1:52 AM
YankeeNaija said…
@ sting: nope. still the same. just hadn't been around in a while.
November 24, 2009 at 9:44 PM
蓝月 said…
am happy for you :) may happiness be with you, always.
November 25, 2009 at 6:14 AM
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