It is almost like a "Destiny" which has been leading me to where I am now. For some reason, I went to Spain and lived there for 6 years...I learned spanish and met my future husband(an American-Mexican lovely guy named Arturo). I have never dreamed about having a b/f in the States, less than someone who speaks spanish as his second language. If I had never gone to Spain, I would probably have problem to communicate with his parents, but it is like fateful,isn''t?! I knew that he is the one for the 1st time we met, like a voice saying to me"this is it!" Even once we broke up for a year, because of distance, but here we are again, so sure about each other and ready to have a family!!