I can see you doing the math!

I am 35...

My son is turning 15 this week...

I have been married for 10 years...

I know, the numbers don't add up.
But, add up to what?
Why is everyone so concerned with the numbers?

My backstory is not picture perfect....But I think that it is a sort of fairy tale....

Once upon a time, a pretty little princess was born to a wonderful mother and a doting father. They lived in a great big house in the land of Chalmette and they were very happy. But, someone was jealous of the happy family, so they cast a spell on the new mother. She drifted off to sleep, and never woke up again. They father was very sad, and he found it very hard to raise a baby girl by himself. The baby girl's grandparents thought that she would be better off with them in Florida, but the father would not let his little girl go. He won the battle, but it cost him all of his wealth. He and the baby were forced to move from the big house, to a small one just big enough for 2.
As the baby girl grew, she and her father moved from place to place...never staying in one spot for more than 1 or 2 years. There were also plenty of "new" mothers around trying to help the father raise his little girl, but none could replace the one she lost.
As a young lady, she met a man who she cared for, but she soon found out that he did not care for her. She became pregnant and he vowed never to see her again and never to lay eyes on the child. She was very sad, but she was also very strong. She had been through many hard times before, and she would get through this.
She gave birth to the most beautiful baby boy with magical blue eyes. He could melt even the coldest hearts with one blink of his eyes. He was adored by everyone who met him, and he and his mother lived by themselves for 2 years.
One day, the young lady met a charming young man who she instantly adored. They were able to talk for hours, they made each other laugh, and the minute they said good night, they would immediatly be counting the time until they talked again. He made her feel more special then she had ever felt before. He truly cared for her and her son, so much that he married her and took her son as his own. He lifted them up on his horse, and carried them away to a life filled with love and happiness.
And they all lived happily ever after.

Corny...I know...and to tell you the truth, I couldnt stop thinking about Shrek the whole time I was writing...But I do feel like I have lived a sort of fairy tale life.

So do the math all you want...as my son says.."its not about how you start, its about how you finish!"