This story about Stacy is another unbelievable truth.

After I moved up to Minnesota in 2008, I was told by my Mom to get back in the saddle, all after my disastrous relationship with Nanette. I hated the thought of rebounding, but also enjoyed the thought of being with someone who was sane.

I got on the internet, joined an LDS chat room for singles and started looking. It wasn’t long before I came across Stacy. She was an elementary teacher, and had 30 years under her belt.

As we talked, I also learned that she lived in the area of town where Susan and I lived. Not only that, but she was a member of my former stake. Her ex was the stake missionary leader. When he left her, he admitted to infidelity and was excommunicated.

Since I traveled most every week, I decided to reroute my trip to Minnesota and go to Dallas instead to meet her. I was amazed and happy!

As we talked I learned that when she was a teen, her family lived in Minnesota. Also, she said she knew my mother’s husband, as she lived in his ward in Anoka. The story becomes more odd as she tells of her mom getting cancer and dying. As they were planning the funeral, Stacy asked Ethyl (mom’s husband’s wife) if she would do a solo for the funeral, as she had had an amazing career singing.

A few years after her mom’s death, the family moved down to Northwestern Iowa. Somehow, while there, she became involved in a single adult group which also was tied into my former stake. She also knew the daughter of a very good friend of mine 10-15 years prior.

That was far more than enough to spin my head around, and also tie us closer together. I made frequent trips to Dallas to visit. I was a wonderful time courting her. Enough so, that I decided to pack my things and move down there.

On my last trip, I invited Stacy to accompany me up to mom’s, spend a day or two, and drive down to Texas to an apartment close by Stacy’s home.

It was a great drive during those 2 days. So many interesting things that we shared, with nothing heartbreaking or revolting to sway our relationship.

It actually wasn’t long till I proposed to her. We decided to marry within a few months, giving us time to make whatever plans we needed to make.

It seemed that we were doing ok, but then little by little she got more distant. Mom and Dick came down that Christmas time for a quick visit and to get to know Stacy better. I don’t know if that visit ignited her distancing, but within a few weeks I voiced my concerns to mom. She suggested that she had lost interest in me, and that I should move on. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I did and it hurt horribly! I wished that mom had held her tongue, and allowed me the chance to give Stacy more time. One of main concerns I had, was that coming into proximity of our wedding date, Stacy had not done anything to prepare. The date was a couple of weeks away, and I called it off, for lack of interest.

It took a long while to move past it even though my next choice would be Charlotte.