When You Loving Me Went Wrong

I found myself, alone and scared inside my new two-bedroom apartment. It was quite different from the house I had shared with the man I thought I would spend the rest of my life with. After the birth of our daughter, I dreamed and prayed things between us would get better, but that dream would not come true. Note 1: This is a true reality check. Never believe in life that just because you have a baby with a man, it will make him stay with you--it will not. So, be very sure when you have a child, you're willing to make the sacrifice of being a single-parent. The new apartment my daughter and I were now living in had given me a fresh start, a new beginning. It represented me and how I felt inside out. God had given new life to me. The life of a newly divorced, single woman had begun. I made my living as a professional hairstylist at a very well known salon in Texas. After some time, I retired from being a hairstylist and began working for my father’s business as the HR Manager. Here's where the forgetting begins: The day I took off my wedding ring, I thought the past would be a thing of the past, a blur, but it didn't go as quickly as I would have liked. The forgetting, would take some remembering (I'll explain later). Working in a salon, owned by a professional basketball player, had its perks. Especially for a single woman trying to forget her past. Forgive me, if I'm starting to sound like a "groupie." Well, it was what it was. Let me take time to introduce myself. My name is mamatoone. At the time I began this process I was 30 years young. My frame is petite, face round and caramel skin. If you’re wondering, yes, Mama got back (big butt). Fine and pretty is what the men would say to me.