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
To be continued.....