How It All Began

As I have learned from a friend, everyone has a story on how they meet. Well, the story of David and I is quite complicated! David and I meet each other at a local bar on March 14th, 2003 and we have been together every since. I'm going to leave out all the details of how I had a boyfriend at the time and how I didn't go home for two day. Yea, no one needs to know all of that! :) David and I got married on June 18th 2005. It was a great wedding. I can honestly say I've never seen my Dad dance and it one of the best parts of the reception. Right now we are coming up on 4 years of marriage and are doing well. Granted, we've had our rough patches, everyone does, right? Right now we are trying to plan a family. We have a doctors appointment in a few weeks so we will see what happens. Right now we have two VERY ROTTEN dogs!!! They are spoiled beyond believe! We live 1/2 a block from his Mom and about 15 minutes one way from my Mom and about 10 minutes from my Dad. I am huge on family. I love to be around my family and spend time with them. I have three sisters and two brothers. Ages are 19, 16, 16, 15 and 14.

There are some tragedies that David and I are still trying to deal with. About a year and a half ago we lost David's day to lung cancer. It was something that we knew was coming, but it still shocked all of us. He has been dealing with things quite well. I admit he's had his break downs, but who hasn't. Losing a parent is something hard to deal with.

That was one loss.

Then August of last year, we lost my Grandpa. This one is the one that shocked me the most. It was Labor Day weekend and David and I were in Maryland for a quick trip. We had just gotten there Saturday night and it was Sunday morning and we were hanging out in the pool. Normally, when I go to Maryland I leave my phone in my purse because David's with me and he's usually the only one that I talk with. For some reason, after we got out of the pool I checked my phone and had noticed that my aunt had called me. Very strange! The message was that something had happened and Grandpa was in the hospital. Okay, I thought he does a lot of wood working, maybe something happened while he was doing that. Boy was I wrong. Over the next thirty minutes I had about 10 phones calls and the last one broke my heart. He was gone. What the heck happened? Why? It was the worst feeling in the world to be over 8 hours away and not being able to be with my family. I honestly don't even remember the trip home. It was an 8 hour trip, David drove the whole way home and the radio was never turned on. To this day my heart still hurts. Grandma is doing very well and was one tough cookie to get through everything. Right now she just got home from Florida and is looking great.

Well, I know there was probably a lot left out of David and I's 6 years together, but you know, I can only think of so much. I'm sure there will be must more to post as I get used to posting.

Side note...I'm not a blogger!!! I am learning this trait from a friend at work and it's pretty cool. My next adventure is getting to post pictures. Stay tuned and see if that actually happened!! LOL