Saturday, June 26, 2010

What is your love story?

This is a serious question....I want to know...what is your love story? Is it about the one that got away? How you and your "other" have carved out a path together in this crazy game of life? Or is it about a second chance...maybe not with a "new" one, but perhaps a second chance with your one and only?

 
I am a helpless romantic and always have been but more so I am a hopeless monogamist!!! I have always enjoyed the comforts of a lasting relationship, one that affords me the memories of years past.....I had a long term boyfriend in high school, got married the first time and when that went south I took a chance at love again and found my one and only.....but the memories I have are enough to fill the pages of a book but have given me the life lessons to pass along to my children and let them see how their mother loves without reserve and jumps feet first into it!!
One of my favorite books of ALL times is one that Larry King (yes, that Larry King) put together...its titled "Love Stories of World War II", I have read this book countless times and it shows the signs of true love, the jacket that once graced this amazing book is long gone and the inside cover is colored on by my Moo....but today when I went to get it out to read a story or two I found something more important in there.....my love letters to J while I was in basic training.....MY OWN LOVE STORY!!!
I have saved all the letters that both J and I have written to each other through the course of our lives... while he was deployed, while I was in training I have them all and the funny thing is our underlying theme in our love story is the Army....because of the Army I am with my one true love. The locations maybe different and the circumstances never the same but the general theme to all of them never changes, I fall more and more in love with him with each passing day and the Army gives me plenty of chances to experiences "absence makes the heart grow fonder". But it works for us, and the time we spend together is that much more precious....because in the end we always feel as if we are living on "borrowed time." Don't feel bad about that.....its the truth and it works for us!! Hey we all have our little things that make us work right

 
So here is my love story:

 
On a February day, I was working from my home in SA....I had just gotten off the phone with a client and decided to take a break....I got a im from a Sgt. in Lawton...he also happened to be a guy I had grown up with, polite conversation turned into genuine interest if not with a romantic undertone....and 8 hours later I was interested, in a new friendship...the possibility of this friendship made me almost giddy, and the Sgt was true to his word and called me the next morning while I was driving to work, he put a spring back into my step.....so while we continue to talk at stolen moments during the day, plans were made to meet.....when we meet or reconnected again it was over for me, the way I fit into his arm was like the final puzzle piece being put into the half finished puzzle that had alluded one for so long. So moments became weekends and then I decided that I had to give this a real go...so I packed up my life as I had known it and made the move from Texas to Oklahoma. My Sgt would not be a daily presence for long, he made his way back to the sandbox and I was left with my pen and paper, my ever trustee book and the love for him that carried me through the long days and nights that would soon follow. So we were once again separated and live for the call, email or letter from the other. After ten long months he came home to me and made me his wife, a modern day "war bride" if you will.....he gave me all that I never allowed myself to hope for a FAMILY....and he gave me the love that is endless.....my Sgt came home from war safe and soon we learned that our family of 3 would become 4!!! So here we are 5 years later and the only complaint I have is that it took us so long to get together!! I know in my heart of hearts that we still have endless chapters to write and I look forward to the journey!!! And while I am now the wearer of the combat boots and ACU's the general story line is still there same...there was a solider and the "other"!!

So like I asked at the beginning of this....WHAT IS YOUR LOVE STORY?????







Saturday, June 5, 2010

Not wanting to leave my bubble!!

Since this last foot surgery and I have had  to keep the weight off the foot, I have found myself to start to enjoy my "bubble".....not wanting to leave, not even to run down to our shoppette!!!  I have also found myself not wanting to talk to anyone, leaving my phone in the other room, not charging it....not typical me stuff!!

For those of you who know me, know how unlike me this is...I am the girl who is always on the go, going a 100 miles a minute from the word go.  Always have been and hopefully always will be.

But I have come to love my  bubble...its so nice here, I have all that I want, my computer, tv, dogs, blankets and the comfort to get around....crawling at times if I want to.  I have caught up on reading, indulged in my guilty pleasure (reading trash on cafemom) and lounging in my boyshorts and wife beater!!!

SOMEONE STOP THE INSA\NTY!!!! I can't go on like this....

J is not forcing me to break out of my funk...he is all too happy to let me be, forcing me only to leave the house for doctor's appointments. 

But I have started to recognize that I am being unhealthy and my depression is starting to get the best of me.  So I have sucked up the pain, wrapped my foot and strapped on the walking boot.  I am proud to say that for the past TWO...yes two days I have left the house to go do something other than run to the store and sit the jeep while J runs in and get our dinner.

Yesterday we went to the beach and had a awesome time, I got sun and saw my daughter have a blast plus witness a group of dolphins swim by. Tonight, we went and grabbed dinner then went down to Beach Street USA and while I sat and listened J and Madi danced and ran around till Madi's legs could no longer carry her all the while we listened to a decent local band. 

I will admit the air does smell a little sweeter outside the bubble.

Tomorrow..I am going to try it again and Sunday...well its JASON ALDEAN BABY!!