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I've met Thera online on another kelly site Kellyville and after some talking we decited to meet at kelly's show in belgium in 2010 when we first met eachoter in real life we were really nervous probebebly because we were going to see kelly again but also because we met for the first time we had a grea time and after the show we split ways. we kept in touch with eachoter onlnie but didn't see eachoter until august of that year this time arround we were still really nervous and no kelly wasn't there we saw eaachoter every month 2 months after that until we finaly felt in love everyone arround us knew we were in love but we were to blind for it but on may 27 2011 we told who we felt about eachoter and became a couple thera first made me stonger as a firend and now makes me songer as the wife of my life and al thanks to that other girl that makes us both stronger Kelly.

I find myself struggling with just one story to write about. Not that my life is a sob story or anything but I have had many instances where I felt I have gained strength. It all starts when I was a little girl around six years old and some how I could never understand why my daddy would not be living in our house anymore. Or why he didn't want to see me and my sister anymore. Didn't he love us? A hard concept to understand when you are a child. It's amazing though how much strength just one day gives us. Before you know it not having a father become a "Normal" thing. Then shortly after, my mom remarried in her own desperate attempt to over come her loneliness and give us a father figure, and some stability. She stumbled upon a man "if you can call him one" who was a far cry from a father, but preyed on single women with children who work too hard to notice what he is doing to them when she was gone. I'm only sorry that I didn't get the worst of it. My sister is the one who had to endure it for years at the time I was too young to be appealing. But again another day and another day and another day and even that becomes just a fraction or a thought in your life. As the years went on I had a closeness with three other people in my life that made a huge impact. The first one was my best friend she was such a funny sassy sarcastic almost irritating girl who could always make me laugh no matter what. she supported me in everything she was the one girl I knew I could call and she would be there. 3 years ago I lost her to an UN-diagnosed case of diabetes. She died all alone in her apartment at 25 years old. I still carry a burden of regret that I could have been a better friend to her. And I wish I could have done something for her. I'm slowly day by day gaining the strength to visit her grave site. Just the thought still brings tears to my ears. A little part of my heart broke that day. Everyone should be Blessed with a friendship like that. The second person i am referring to is a guy that was different than anyone i had ever met. I was seventeen years old when I got my first job at McDonald's LOL. I remember the first time I saw him he literally had this bubble of light around him like in those terribly cliche romance movies when somebody has a crush and that person enters the room with a giant grin and everybody looks LOL. We instantly hit it off best friends inseparable. We went to prom together, shopped together, ate together we would go on these long drives to nowhere. just so we had an excuse to be together. We would also go to concerts and shared a huge love of music. He was my first everything. My first real boyfriend. My first kiss, My first TIME (you know what I mean ) LOL Then my first serious relationship (71/2 yrs). We moved in together. Got close to each others families and friends.Were talking about marriage. I could never picture us being apart. Until...............................That day that horrible day the day that changed my whole life. He called me on the phone he was working grave yard that night and said hey I need to tell you something. I always use to make him swear he would never say those words to me because he would always say it and my stomach would hit the floor that awful anxious butterfly -sickening feeling would hit me ( me assuming the worst like him saying I think we should break up) and then he would say something like I stepped in a rain puddle. LOL so needless to say I didn't like him to use this phase unless it was a necessity. So on this day he used this phrase and I had actually started to become immune to it because the lack of importance that usually followed. but he rapidly uttered the words I'M GAY. Naturally I retorted with WHAT??? What are you talking about that's not funny. Him: I'm not being funny I am serious. Me: How can you be serious we have been together for almost a decade and you just now realized this ???? Him: Well I didn't really know it until now Me: How could you not know? And that was that I cried that night like I had never cried before. It felt like a dream like I was going to wake up and it was all going to be back to normal. But it was days, months, years I cried some days a lot, others just a few tears. I had constant reminders of him. Seeing his friends and family,forced to drive past places that we had been. Mostly hearing songs that we enjoyed or that we listened to when we were together.It was so hard!!! beyond words to describe it. But I was lucky enough to have something that gives me true strength and hope - MUSIC!!! It has always been the true love of my life. It is always there for me and helped me grieve. Kelly is the third person in my life that has helped me and given me strength through her music. I listen to her songs and they allow me to heal. Some help me cry when i need to cry. Some help me laugh when I am having a bad day. Some help me feel humility and blessed for what I have. I go to her concerts or watch her on TV and it allows me to escape for a few minutes into another world. No stressing out about work or boys or bills. You have those minutes where you just get to embrace the music and live in the moment. It really gives you a reflection on all you have to be grateful for. I have personally never met Kelly but her personality almost gives you a closeness to her an intimate part of her when she is on stage or in an interview that makes you feel like she is your best friend or would be if she knew you. One of my hobbies is collecting different things she is apart of like magazines, singles, t-shirts and getting to see her LIVE is my favorite part of the year. she has such a great voice and over all is such a great person. I am so grateful to her for continuing to produce music for all of us to enjoy. Thank you Kelly for that and for giving me a place to tell my story! I hope that my story has inspired anyone reading it to tell theirs !!!! Love ya Kelly

The friends I've made from being a part of the Kelly fandom make me Stronger. They are supportive, non-judgemental, lovely people who give me hope in the wake of drama and whose witty banter keeps me constantly smiling. They are not only my strongest support system, but also my artistic inspiration. I can barely go a day without them.

in april 2010 we heard that my grandma has cancer
less than 1 year later february2011 she past away :(
what ade me stronger is that even it were the last view days of my grandma,s life
i helped here with everything i even live with my granpa now so that he isnt alone because of the lost...
and altrough it hurts everyday that i wake up and eveything reminds me of her
it makes me stroger every day , to know she is out of pain and i know i did everything i could to make her feel the pain less

xkim