Genuine's post got me to thinking about when David and I first met. I was a pregnant 19 year old, lost and lonely living in Nebraska. He was already in the Army, stationed at Ft. Campbell, KY. His grandma lived across the street from me and we spent a lot of time together. She kept telling me about her grandson and how wonderful it would be if we met. I was NOT interested. I had been hurt and really didn't want to go through that again.
His Grandma was a wonderful lady! I considered her my Grandma before she ever introduced us. She would not give up and when he came to visit, she insisted on introducing us. David took one look at me, said "Hey" and turned around and went inside. How infuriating! I was going to have nothing to do with him after that. I thought he was very rude! (Come to find out he was just so floored by my beauty he felt overwhelmed and shy and couldn't think of anything to say!). I was done with him, but still loved his Grandma so I ran home and got my little kitten (who went everywhere with me) and came back and sat with her on the porch.
David was an animal lover. As soon as he heard us talking through the windows, about the cat, he came out to see her. (She always said I used my pussy to lure him in [her words not mine]). We hit it off immediately that time. He was there visiting for the weekend, so we had two days to get to know each other before he left. I was working graveyard shift at a local Veteran's Home, so the evenings were free, but my nights were booked and I would have to sleep sometime (or would I). We took a long walk to the local park and sat on the swings together. We talked about everything the things we loved, the things we hated, our hopes, our dreams. We had everything in common. We held hands and walked till after dark and then we went and cuddled in his Grandma's house. I had to go get ready for work, so he kissed me and I left.
Next day he showed up at my door and asked me to go climbing at Scottsbluff National Monument. We climbed and talked some more. I think both of us knew by then that we would end up together, but neither of us said. After our walk we had Dairy Queen together and went home so I could get ready for work again. We kissed again and I left. He had to leave the next morning so I didn't get to say goodbye. Part of me wondered if I would hear from him again. (We all know those men), but the next day there were roses delivered to my door. I knew they were from him. We spent hours on the phone, most of which I think his mother footed the bill (thanks Bridget). We knew everything there was to know about each other. We only saw each other two more times before the baby was due in October then he came to stay with me. He stayed for two weeks and we did everything we could to get the baby to come while he was there. No such luck. his unit called him up on alert and he had to go back. Four days later Brittany was born. David put his name on the birth certificate. She was his, as was I.
A finer man no one has met! He has loved me like nobody in the world could ever love me! My heart belongs to him forever.
11 years later and five wonderful children I am more in love with this man than I ever was and I get weak when I think of how much he loves me. Thank you, my love, for all the wonderful years together!