My life jacket.......

As a few of you know, ive been abit down recently.. lots of things all pileing up on top of me and i have felt like i was drowning under it all, kind of came to a head today, the straw that broke the camels back so to speak.But thats not really what this blog is about.... this blog is about Pete....

Pete was my first love but not in that way.. he was my first boyfriend in the same way Tyler has a girlfriend, back when it meant you were friends with a boy. Pete was my first kiss, because he was the only boy i was 100% comfortable with. Pete was my partner in crime.

Me and Pete met on our first day of infant school, he pulled my hair and i punched him. He never messed with me again

We were friend at school and i saw him at church. We found out that we both had the same talent.. we were both musical, we started on the recorder and were accepted into the town choir, Pete went onto be a string player, while i was woodwind.. we both joined the same orchestras and marching band...we were the ones people came to at school if they needed music for a production. We were the ones the school took to events and spoke to the new children about extra curricular clubs.. We were both clever (blowing my own trumpet.. i know) so we were both in all the top classes.

Pete was always there through the teenage traumas.. the one that veto'd all my boyfriends and 'had a quiet word' with the ones that let me down, i cried on his shoulder when my heart was broken and i did the same for him. Pete was the only boy that never let me down and i was the envy of all the girls, cos pete was a bit of a catch

We left school and carried on with orchestra. We both went to college in Blackburn but pete chose the catholic one and i didnt fancy that but we caught the same train so i still saw him.

Then i met a man...... Tylers dad and he was very jealous of Pete and i wasnt allowed to see him (and i couldnt) so i didnt see much of him while i was pregnant.. i missed him like mad but thought i (and my baby) needed this man.... how wrong was i? we managed to keep upto date with each other tho...

After i had Ty i saw how wrong this man was for me and i left him, and Pete was back.. he was the one that came to church with me and came to book ty's baptism, he is Ty's godfather.

Then Pete went to uni.. and.. i lost my phone, he lost his phone, i moved, he moved and we lost contact..

So... here we are 3 years on.. and thanks to the fantastic facebook... i have my Pete back, right when i need him the most, he just waltzes back in to my life.. with a message that said simply.... hey sis.

Been filling him in on whats been going on and he is not a happy bunny.. he says wheres his emma gone because this isnt her.. his emma is happy and confident and does not let anyone mess her about. I want to be his emma again an i know he will be there to help me.

Strangly, since Pete went to uni to study music we have both chosen the same career! He is now a teacher! And after i get round to doing my degree, i will be as well... maybe we will work together


Just to add...... Pete is 24, a newly qualified teacher, owns his own house, loves kids and animals and is the nicest guy you could ever meet and is single.....pm me if you interested?