Letting Go of the Past by Lydia McIntosh

I was 22 when I met my husband through an online dating website. He was cute in his profile so I took a chance and messaged him. After texting for a few weeks, we finally met for coffee. Clay was fun, easy to talk to and a true southern gentleman. We had conversations about our families, faith, values, and friends. I felt as though he had the whole package and after a couple of months of going on dates, I knew he was the one.