My Life: There is a Reason For Everything

I can't remember much about when I was younger only what I was told. I had febrile seizures at the age of 2 and died in my mothers arms with my first seizure. She tells me that story a lot..I had stopped breathing and had no heartbeat. All she did was suck out the stuff that was in my throat clearing my airway and I started to breathe again. She told me I was naked from where she had me in the tub of cold water to take my temperature down. She ran into the hospital with me in her arms reaching me out to the doctors and nurses. They took me soon as they saw her coming.  I had viral pneumonia, My fever would go too high...My brain wouldn't stop it so it caused my body to shut down making me go into a seizure. I was put on Phenobarbital until I was at the age of five. They said I should be okay but it is possible if I ever get a fever high enough I could still have a seizure, but thank God I haven't yet, just the normal fevers. So when I think about what my mother has told me about that. I feel kinda special knowing she saved me.1

She seems to think I'm special too. Her and my father were separated when she was pregnant with me and she was so depressed during that time. She would chase after my father not to get him back but to cause some major damage...A 9 month pregnant woman on a war path. She fell and went through a lot of emotional pain while she carried me and never ate much. She said I was lucky to be born. When my father found out my mom had a girl he came back to her. I was told he said  "I have a baby girl now and that changes everything". I have brothers before me but I guess me being a girl that they tried to have for so long brought them together. Not only that but after she had 4 boys before me she was gonna get her tubes tied after the 4th boy but while she was waiting to go get it done...She said she prayed about it and asked God to give her a sign....wasn't but a few minutes later the nurse came in and said that her doctor had an emergency that she would have to reschedule the surgery...She never went back. So that brings it back to me. I'm the youngest and only girl. She named me Trista meaning sad, because she was sad during her pregnancy and my middle name Hope..because she hoped for a girl.2

The times I can remember myself is when I was in middle school up to now. . I met my first husband (Sean) when I was 13..Young I know..But I loved him and he was the one I wanted. My first for everything. We married in 1997 I was 17. I still finished school and graduated with honors.  We tried for a baby and soon succeeded. We were so happy, well I was but I was a month pregnant when my husband looked at me and said he didn't love me anymore and just wasn't happy so he left me. I never gave up I spent that weekend that he left me trying to get him back. I even got onto my knees and begged which is not what I should have done. We did however get back together so it payed off..I had my first child when I was 19 in 1999..I had a sweet beautiful girl(Jade). I had lost a lot of blood  after she was born. I pushed for 3 hours and this was strong pushes and finally she came. The things we go through to have our children. I had gained 40lbs of fluid on top of my weight being pregnant. I had this thing about weight. Being thin was in! In my junior/senior year of school I threw my food up to stay trim but once I got pregnant I let that go....So I had gained up to 200lbs when I was pregnant then went down to 175....and then lost to 145 when I got pregnant the second time around ..and gained again..I had a boy this time(Mikey), I had him on March 26th 2002...I was blessed with both now..Lucky I am. During the end of 2003 Me and my husband started having problems..He became distant and seemed to push away from me and it wasn't soon after he said he didn't love me once again and I let him go..this time I didn't beg him back. I was older and wiser. At the age of 23 with 2 children I became a single parent. At this time I was already losing weight from my eating disorder. Not much to say about that...Most people know about bulimia and anorexia. I still struggle with it and I will never be cured. I can only control it instead of it controlling me. Not to mention the emotional pain I was going through from my divorce.3

I must say it was hard but I had a friend who helped me through my time. A male friend who I got involved with but didn't truly love. I guess I was in a venerable time in my life and so very confused that I grabbed hold of him but I broke his heart in the long run and we no longer speak. Curtis was his name. Seems like all things happen for a reason.4

He had a friend named Looney well that's what we all called him. He tried to get me to go back to Curtis but he soon came to realize it wasn't gonna happen. These friends were from a game that I played (Socom1 and 2). Internet friends I should say. Some say that only crazy people meet people on the Internet but I have found some wonderful people on here including on AP. But from this friend I met a man who was simply amazing and that's where things happen for a reason comes in to play. I didn't know of him until I stopped my relationship with Curtis and Looney started to talk to me. Then Looney told me about Bryan which was his best friend off the game/Internet..They were in the Air Force. 500 miles away from me. Trust me I wasn't looking for a relationship and especially one that was so far away but when the heart falls for someone no distance can stop it. I came to know Bryan so very well...Never had laid eyes on him but I fell in love. We met after a month of talking on March 8th 2004. I was so very scared to meet him in person. Afraid that one of us wouldn't feel the same. But I knew I would know. I can remember it like it was yesterday. I saw the greyhound bus pull up and he stepped off the bus and looked over at me and I smiled. He returned the favor. As he walked over to me I shook in fear but He hugged me and we kissed . That's not all...He looked at me and said " I love you" First meeting and he spoke those words. Yes I said it back. That was love at first sight. We only had a week together and he had to go back. We kept in touch, I was on the computer continuously. I had went down to visit him on the weekend of July 4th. He asked me to marry him and I said "YES". I know it seems so soon but why wait on love.5

So on September 17th of this year I was married. Mrs. Trista Nedeff. The events in my life all led me here. My past shows that we all are meant to be and that the events that occur will only lead us closer to our destiny. And with unanswered prayers only means God had a different plan for us than what we chose. My children were meant to be born or I would have never had them. God works in mysterious ways but we can only let him lead us and that is what I did and now I have a wonderful husband and two beautiful children. Although Bryan is miles away we still make memories  that will be told just like this in the future. He may not have been my first love but he will be my last. All my friends that I have made and even my ex. husband now is a better friend than he was a companion. I hold everyone in my heart and will never forget those who enter my life even if its for a brief time and that is my life in a nutshell.6