Fighting Love

Fighting is what saved me. It shed the old me, and I became a newer shinier version of myself. Until it took away everything I loved. I gave up and tapped out. Then one day, she came back into my life and reminded me that some things are worth fighting for. Now, I'm fighting for us, day by day, proving to her that our happily ever after is worth fighting for.

Charlie is everything I want and didn’t realize I need. It’s clear to me now, the woman I met at the club is only one layer of the woman I’m falling for. I’m a fixer by nature, but for the first time, I wouldn't fix a thing. I want her just the way she is. Broken pieces and all. Who needs the fairy tale, when we can have the reality.

Pregnant and married at the young age of eighteen, I settled into my life not knowing there could ever be more. Until Mason, with his sexy smirk and magnetic baby blue eyes. With a single look and a few words, he made me feel sexy and alive. But as quickly as he came into my life, he was gone, leaving me wanting more. A few days later, my mom died, and her final words of advice—life's too short to settle—are what I vowed to live my life by. Not even a year after her death, I was divorced and ready to find the one.

After years of struggling as a single father to make ends meet, I’m finally content. Until my son and I are barreled over by a puppy and its gorgeous owner. The dog knocks my son down-literally-while the woman knocks me down-figuratively. With her adorable accent and her taco-loving t-shirt, she has me reevaluating my life and wondering how content I really am.