I dated my boss when I was in my mid 20s. He was the love of my life. He was a little bit older than I and we had a great relationship but I wasn't ready to settle down again as I had previously been with a much older man for seven years since I was 18 and now wanted to live a little. We parted on great terms and kept in touch over the years with him being in a couple of other relationships and I meeting my children's father and being with him.
Over the years the contact was less frequent but as my relationship with the children's father ended I often thought about the love of my life. I had young children to raise on my own and any thought of a relationship was put aside as I gave my children my full attention.
I also thought rather stupidly that no one would be interested in me because I had two young kids.
When my son was 10 I struck up a online friendship which turned into a relationship. This man was charming and lovely to me. Oh how wrong I was as I really didn't know rhe real him whilst we were in a long distance relationship.
I ended up moving nearly 300 miles away to be with this man in Wales. Shortly before I moved my love of my love got in contact and expressed a wish for us to meet up with a view to getting back together. I should have run to his open arms but stupidly I told him I was committed to this other man. He told me that no matter what he would be there for me and to contact him any time day or night.
I didn't stay in contact with him but did Christmas cards with his parents. Over time I didn't update my change of address and they had no way to contact me.
My relationship with them man in Wales was disastrous. He was horrible, just horrible but I soldiered on resigned to my face until the finally it finally ended. He was a bully and a cheat. I felt traumatised for a couple of years as he had worn my self esteem down so much.
When I recovered I felt overwhelmingly that it was now the right time for me and the love of my life. I hoped he wasn't with someone but when I tried to track him down I found out that he had died just two months earlier.
I cannot tell you the grief and distress I feel at discovering his death. I also grieve for what might have been between him and I. He had been single for many years and if only I had got in touch only.
If only..... two words that will haunt me forever.