Saturday, January 28, 2012

Love Story - Part I

I thought "In 2012 I'm going to blog more than I did in 2011." Well, for several reasons, that hasn't exactly happened.

Work has been incredibly busy.

The kids have been sick.

I was sick.

I haven't had anything to write about.

OK, so that last one isn't necessarily true. I just haven't felt very passionate about anything that I began writing about. So, I figured it was time to write about what I am passionate about.  My husband.

It was a Sunday. December 25, 2005 to be exact. My Mom had invited me to go to church with her (at this point in my life I wasn't attending church). Being that it was Christmas, of course I said yes. I don't remember the service (sorry God). What I DO remember is the gorgeous guy sitting 2 rows behind us (Thank You GOD!). I didn't say anything to him. He was too attractive and I was married.

Fast forward one week. December 31, 2005. My mom had invited me to her church's New Year's Eve event at the local High School. It was a family fun night.....Food, Bingo, Volleyball, Dodge Ball, a Talent Show and a 3 on 3 basketball Tournament. I wasn't in a very good place in life. As I mentioned early, I was married. Well, technically I was separated from my first husband. We hadn't spoken or lived together for 7 months. I definitely didn't feel married. I didn't feel anything but lonely. I liked being alone. He had gotten the friends in the divorce (which was ok with me) and I wasn't feeling very into the whole "family fun night".  I wanted to be alone. But my Mom talked me into going.

I showed up and stuck close to my family since they were the only ones I knew. Then in walked Mr. Gorgeous holding the hand of a beautiful young lady. WHEW! He's married and has a daughter! This was definitely a good thing. It would make it so much easier to not fall for him. He was obviously with someone and my divorce wasn't finalized yet.

So off I went to sit on the bleachers and watch my brother play 3 on 3 basketball. Out of the several hundred people there, guess who was on his team. Yup, Mr. Gorgeous.....who happened to be wearing an Army t-shirt. This just solidified things for me. He was seriously off limits. My Dad was in the Air Force and there was NO WAY I was going down that road! I had told myself when I was growing up that I'd never marry Air Force. I wasn't going to go through my entire life being married to the military. Plus, there was no way I could bring an Army guy to my Air Force Dad.

So I focused on other things. Like the cute couple I sat behind that completely brought me out of my funk. They were in their early 50's and by they way they bickered interacted with each other you could tell:  1) They had been married a long time and   2) They truly loved each other. She sat closest to the stairs and he found every reason he could think of to have to get up and walk past her (forcing her to move so he could get past)......he needed to get her a drink......he needed to get himself a drink......he needed to use the restroom......he saw someone he needed to say hello to.....the list goes on. And every time he would get up she'd give a little huff and say "Oh Charlie" then give him a little pat as he walked past her. It was cute and gave me hope that someday I would find someone to huff at and then grab his booty as he walked past. hehe!


To be continued.....

1 comments:

  1. aww... can't wait to hear more!

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