Hello everyone,
Please call me Emerald, I am from Edmonton Alberta area. I'm 22 years old. I've come to this site in the hopes of connecting with other people and gaining some insight into the world of relationships. I have been with my other half nearly a year now, I love him and his four beautiful children dearly. He has an eight year old son, a ten year old son, a thirteen year old daughter and a seventeen year old daughter. Now you are wondering how old he is I suppose? He is 42. This type of relationship is one where the young woman seems to get frowned upon lots, and conclusions and assumptions are made within seconds. Let me be the first to tell you that at 22 I don't know it all, and I haven't experienced near as much as he has in my lifetime. I am dealing with the odd judgement here and there but mostly I have found his friends and family quite accepting and open minded to our relationship. In fact I have been told many times at this point that I treat him so much better than he ever was treated before I came along. I grew up on the farm, we relocated lots as I grew up. When I turned 17 I ran away from home due to some unspeakable circumstances and I came back to the town we lived at the longest, where I rented a room, took on a part time job, and went to school full time until I graduated. After graduation I started to work full time and build a life for myself. I began to see a psychologist bi-weekly and dealt with numerous confusing and abusive and mentally/physically/financially draining relationships. I dealt with terrible on-slaughts of depression as well as lots of repressed anger. Finally I got into a more serious relationship that lasted nearly three years. We were engaged to marry; I had become pregnant but miscarried in my third month of pregnancy, and soon after was advised by my doctor that I may not ever be able to bear children of my own. Upon the end of my relationship (he gambled and also cheated on me, a hard discovery after the bank asked me if someone was fraudulently accessing my accounts..) I finally decided it was time to stop with relationships and work for a life of my own. I took on a new job, a hard labor job, and there I met the man I am currently with. We sparked connection instantaneously and for the first time I asked someone out on a date of my own accord. Our relationship has been the easiest, happiest relationship of my life, and (knock on wood) we have yet to have a single argument or disagreement at all. I had thought there would be difficulty with the children of jealousy or maybe even unacceptance but even they have taken me into their home with open arms and each one loves me and respects me as a parent. You may be reading this and wondering if I am here to brag about a "perfect" relationship or if I am trying to glorify myself. That is not the situation I assure you. As happy as I am, as much as I wake up with a big smile on my face every morning, there is one thing that remains in my mind every single day. I wonder if there are consequences for him or his children from the fact of my relationship with him. It is a silly question to ponder so much about, but this is exactly the reason I am here. I hope that I will be able to discuss and learn many different things during my time here and that it will help my situation here at home.
Thank you for having me!





