Early Professional Days

During my early professional days, I had a blast at my Corporate America job.  It was amazing to me that drinking was highly encouraged by your bosses and colleagues. I had hoped that getting a 'real' job would cause me to not have to drink much, but boy was I wrong.  I had a great time partying and became much of a socialite during that time.  I had worked hard to get this job by interning at two separate Fortune 500 firms. A friend of mine was the booking agent for a really high profile modeling agency and she said they needed someone with my bi-racial look.  I was never really the girly-girl and kept turning it down, until she told me how much I'd make, at which time, I was in!  I made over $1000 for a couple days work and doing what...modeling for Famous Bar. I then landed tons of gigs from all sorts of companies like Dillards, Tiffany & Co, Anheuser Busch and so many more. I made so much money doing modeling, it was a great time and I was blessed to have come across the opportunity.  It wasn't long after I got out of college and was having a blast with my Corporate friends, doing modeling on the side, playing sports in my spare time, that I met my 7 year long relationship mate. This guy was several years older and a very talented musician.  Of course, I should have seen the writing on the wall, but as all young 22 year old girls, you see what you want to see. I was in love. We started dating and our rocky relationship lasted for 6 years until we got married and divorced a year later.  We both had our faults, but one thing I can not live with is being married to an unfaithful man.  I did not want to have kids with him because I knew I was going to be a single mother. He truly brought out the worst in me and I really became someone I really didn't like.  Our ups and downs were fun and exciting and then often detrimental, but we stuck it out. We did have some sort of spark that just kept us going.  I will always care for him, but I don't want to be with him.  He is the sort of man that will wake up one day when he is very old and alone and wonder why...but as he said once 'I know I'm going to hell, but at least I'm having fun getting there.' (to a woman he was seeing behind my back) But I learned, I grew and during my time with him, I started attending church. A wonderful urban church that just spoke to me. The words just reached into my heart and touched me in the way that I felt like the Pastor was speaking right to me.  I was blown away. I had never heard scripture this way.  Could this truly be church...am I really understanding the word of God, for the first time ever.  I loved it and after our divorce, my ex even went and was also taken back by how he felt they were talking right to him as he heard the sermon about adultery.  I wanted to become a member of this sort of church...one on my level. I did start the membership class, but of course my social life was always at the forefront of my to-dos and Church, as it always has done, and it fell by the wayside.