The Strength in Me :My Untold Stories

surroundings and loving support of my family were just what I needed to start healing from the trauma I

I started a Bakery with the help of my mom and I spent my days whipping up delicious treats and selling them on

s. One of them was a woman named Elisa, who owned a nearby café and was looking for a reliable supplier of fre

ng very well. I loved waking up early every morning to bake

d I would often deliver her goods personally,

be the opportunity I needed to take my business to the next level. I eagerly accepted the challenge and threw myself into planning the perfect menu. As the wedding day approached, I wor

up a conversation, and I learned that his name was Nic, a friend of the groom's. We talked for a while, and I found myself feeling drawn to his kind and gentle nature. But as I was leaving, my phone rang. It was Joseph, calling to apologize again for his pas

mber and turned my attention to Nic, who had been patiently waiting for me to be ready. I started talking to Nic regularly, and I found myself feeling happier than I had in years. We would meet for coffee, go for walks, and just enjoy each other's company. I couldn't believe how much I had missed out on by staying in a toxic relationship for so long. As we spent more time together, I realized that I was falling for Nic. He was kind, gentle, and genuinely cared for me and m

on long journeys across the country, but he always made time for me and my daughter. Despite his tough exterior, Nic was a good man with a heart of gold. He accepted my daughter, Emily, as his own, and she adored him. He would play with he

we sat around the table, laughing and chatting, I knew that I had found my soulmate in Nic. He was the missing piece I had been searching for, and I was grateful to have him by my side. After Nic left, my mom sat with me and told me that even though she approved of Nic, I Should still take time to get to know him well. She said 'Don't rush into anything, I don't want you getting hurt again'. I nodded, knowing she was right. With my past experiences and already being a mother of one, I needed to be extra careful. I had been hurt before, and I couldn'

s family welcomed me with open arms. His mom, a warm and loving woman, hugged me tightly and said, 'We've heard so much about you. We're glad you're here.' Over the next few days, I spent time with Nic's family, learning abou

kind and wise man, took me aside and told me stories about Nic's childhood. Nic's siblings, two younger sisters, were full of energy and laughter. They teased Nic mercilessly, but it was clear they adored him. But there

s family helped to ease them. One evening, as we sat around the dinner table, Nic's mom turned to me and said, 'We're so glad you're here. You've brought li

ucson, and watched the sunset over the Grand Canyon. I fell in love with the natural beauty of the state, and Nic's passion for it was infectious. But I didn't just w

a well-rounded picture of the man I was falling for. One of Nic's closest friends, Rachel, took me aside and said, 'Nic is one of the best people I know. He's been through tough times, but he's always come out stronger. He deserves someone who loves and appreciates him for who he is.' I smiled, feeling grateful for her endorsement.

also heard about his struggles, the pains he had experienced in his past, the losses he had faced, and the doubts he had overcome. I saw the strength in his eyes, the resilience in his smile. And I knew, at that moment, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. As our time in Arizona came to an end, I felt a pang of sadness. I had grown to love the desert landscapes, the vibrant culture, and the w

nd places that had captured my heart. As we soared through the skies, Nic took my hand in his. 'I'm glad you got to experience my world,' he said, his eyes shining with love. 'But now, I get to experience yours.' I