I regret marrying my first Husband too soon and at a very young age. I did it go get out of an awkward situation at home, living under the same roof as a very abusive Grandmother. In doing so, I really hurt the Man I truly loved, we had been together since I was 14, and he was 16, I broke his Heart, but did not realise how much I had hurt him until it was too late. He met and Married someone else when he was 21. Three years later he was tragically killed whilst riding his Bike to work. I often wonder what would have happened if I had taken a different path in life with him and not been so silly. Shortly afterwards, my own marriage failed and we divorced. Two years Later, I met and Married my DH, and we have been together now for over 34years. Strangely, my DH son from his First Marriage has exactly the same Christian names as my boyfrend who got killed, which I found very difficult and strange to get used to whenever I was in his company.