The Beginning...

She sat still on the swing at the local playground. It was way past dinner and darkness settled in awhile ago. Unsure of the time she felt lost, her entire world just slipping away. Life can't be this cruel can it? She wondered. Tears began to slip down her cheeks again, thankful no one was able to see her breakdown as she must not appear weak to anyone.

Two months ago Sandra was a happy newlywed. Sandra and her new husband have been together for ten years and met when they were ten. They were best friends and no one was ever to come between them. Samual was there for the loss of her grandparents and she was there for the loss of his sister. This was their wedding night, ten years together and they decided that no one was better for each other so why not get hitched? Their wedding was a modest one as Sandra hated all the attention on her. She invited only close family and very few friends. She wore a simply lace, off white gown as she loved vintage anything. Samual didn't disappoint with a stunning suit that fit him perfectly. His body was chiseled and the suit complimented him in every way possible. I guess if you are to marry your best friend it's nice that he's amazing to look at also. Sandra believe that someone should wait for marriage before having sex. That was something Samual both admired and hated...imagine ten years with a woman who was smart, kind, goal driven and perfectly put together and only be able to kiss her... the desperate need to have her consumed him at times. But he was determined to be with the woman who made him feel complete. How was anyone so matched to him, he never could figure it out.

Sandra never questioned life. She always believed there were reasons for everything that has happened with her life even if there were beyond her understanding. Her parents were perfect in her eyes as they worked so hard to give her what she needed and wanted. They both came from broken families and decided together that their only child Sandra would not suffer the same as they have. Sandra was a option for them that came while the struggles to created their own child. Stacy, Sandra's mother had many miscarriages and even though her husband Henry was there for her each time they both felt extreme loss. They loved each other and just wanted a family together why was this so difficult...Henry was a manager at a chemical plant and worked many hours to pay for the treatments his wife needed and wanted to be able to conceive their own. They were just about to quit when a young lady came knocking at their door...