Meant To Be Together

They say that everything happens for a reason. My husband and I met in an unusual manner. I went through a situation I hope nobody else has to go through – the death of my spouse. His name was Jim. Jim wasn’t the best husband… Of course, I was under the impression that I couldn’t do any better. I loved him all the same and was still completely devoted to him. Jim was not able to have children, which brought me into a depression like no other.

One day, after two years and two days of marriage, there was a knock at our door. It was our neighbor needing help at his house. It was an unbearably hot and humid day, but the neighbor was offering money for the help, so Jim accepted the job. Time passed and I thought nothing of it. A few hours later, I get a phone call from the neighbor’s wife telling me that Jim was rushed to the hospital. Freaking out and scared out of my wits, I called the hospital. They told me that I needed to get in there right away. The drive was terrifying. When I finally got there, I sat in the waiting room for about fifteen minutes. The nurse came to get me. She took me into a room. I knew something was horribly wrong. I remember asking her, “Did he die?” to which she responded, “He did.” I started screaming right there in the little room right next to the waiting room. Apparently, he had a heart attack from working in the intense heat. Well, I became extremely depressed and numb. I tried finding relationships with his friends which all went wrong.

downloadfileFinally, I checked myself in a psyche ward. I spent the first few days sobbing and feeling that my life was over. The third day of being there, I was hearing about a guy who was a convict or something. He had overdosed on something in a suicide attempt. That night, he was brought in, in a wheelchair. The next morning for some odd reason, I approached him. I remember playing a board game with him and he made me laugh. The kind of laughter I hadn’t had in years. I started spending more and more time with him and something happened that I didn’t think was possible. I fell completely head over heels in love with him. It turned out that he was in trouble for something that was made up in the first place. It wasn’t true. Well to make a long story not quite as long, we got together after leaving the psyche ward. A year later, I became pregnant with twin boys and we were married close to Valentines day. The babies are going on nine months now and we have a nice house and I love my life and my family more than anything. I guess you could say that the moral of the story is that no matter how bad things get, there is always good that can come out of it. Oh and by the way, my husband is Joshua and so is the first born twin boy.

Take care of your family and pray often. I do.

~ Rhea Freeman

Comments

  1. Lil' Miss Gossip says:

    I am sorry for your loss. I know this was a difficult story to share and I thank you for doing so. I do agree that everything happens for a reason, weather we know why or not. I am so very happy for you that you have found love again and that you were able to have children. I hope that your life now is complete and that you live it to the fullest.

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