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I recently got news that a friend of my mother's had gotten engaged on New Year's Eve. She lost her husband to cancer a few years ago and she grieved for him for a long time. Through my conversations with her, I could tell that she was feeling lost without him especially with her son being focused on his own family and her daughter is involved in a serious relationship. They did their best to spend as much time with her but she still felt lost and empty. 

After a while, her daughter encouraged her to start dating again. She was horrified by the idea at first but after much persuasion by both her children, she decided to give online dating a try. She signed up on an online dating website and started making new friends. One particular gentleman stood out from all the rest and they arranged to meet. For safety reasons, she brought her daughter along on her first date with said gentleman. They hit it off and made plans for a second date. Somewhere along the way, they fell in love and finally after ten months of knowing each other, he proposed to her. She's in her sixties but her excitement over finding love again mimics a young girl in her teens. I guess love does that to you - makes you feel giddy, in a very good way.

My first marriage happened when I was 25. But unlike mom's friend, mine was doomed right from the start. I learned a little bit too late that his mother was a woman who practices black magic. The entire marriage was a plan that was orchestrated by his mother. Her plan was to steal from me and my family and yes, with the power of black magic, they succeeded. He wiped out my entire savings, cleaned out all my jewellery, stole money and other valuables from my family and once they were done, she had one last plan in mind - to take my life. 

For four and a half years, I suffered. I was very sick, lost a tremendous amount of weight to the point where I was literally skin and bones. The doctors couldn't detect what was wrong with me even though I looked like a walking corpse. I was living a nightmare - my hell on earth. But you know what? God is Great. He pulled me out of that hell and gave me life again. It took me a long time to get my health back but hey, I made it - I'm here to tell the story.

Despite what happened to me, I still believe in love. There was no love in my first marriage but deep in my heart I believe there is love somewhere out there for me. A few years later, I met someone who was the total opposite of Mr. Black Magic. He was kind, gentle, compassionate, understanding, caring, the whole nine yards. We bonded and became really close friends. Somewhere along the way, love blossomed between us and we finally got married. I still remember the promise that he made to my mother on the day we were leaving for our honeymoon.... "I promise I would take good care of her and make her happy," he said. And he did. For a short while. Then I became invisible to him, overshadowed by his friends and everyone else. Still, I haven't given up on love.

Then Nicky came along. He came into my life through the most unconventional way. Our paths had crossed long before we realised they had crossed. He was sent to me in my dream when I was married to Mr. Black Magic, and then he was sent to me in the flesh when I was married to Mr. Invisible. There is only one way to look at it - he was hand picked for me. I always believe that everything happens for a reason.... maybe my past heartaches was to prepare me for something truly beautiful - a gift from above. They say third time's the charm.... who knows, maybe I've finally hit the jackpot this time.