Well, it turns out that posting my link on Kelly's blog really brought some traffic to my blog. So, that's cool. I love followers and I love 170 hits in 24 hours! So thanks, lovely people.
I am answering some of your questions about my situation today, because as always, my life is pretty intriguing. I guess, if I read my story, I would be pretty intrigued too.
Why did you decide to marry someone you've known for only three months?
Short story: I love him and there was a possibility of him shipping out again.
Long story: I, in my short 26 years, have been in the worst relationships imaginable. I've been beaten until I could barely breathe. In fact, I was given a black eye by my freshman boyfriend because I wanted to rush a sorority. I've been cheated on numerous times by numerous guys. I have been controlled, emotionally and physically. Everything bad you could possibly imagine to me has happened, and worse. Much much worse. Meeting The Boy was the best thing that ever happened to me. He respects me. As a person. As someone of value and worth. He loves the fact that I had big plans for my life and that I knew what I wanted. He makes me laugh more than you could ever imagine and we have about 8 billion things in common, like making fun of others and enjoying an evening playing Scrabble. He is the hottest thing I've ever seen up close and when I was 100% candid with him about my MANY issues, he didn't blink. He is my soul mate, as ridiculous as that sounds and I fully believe that God brought us together. He is everything that I was missing in my life and I know I am everything that he was missing in his.
Do his parents know?
His mom, step-dad and brother do. None of his very close extended family do. The only reason his parents know is because when he was signing the marriage certificate, he gave them his home address instead of his base address. Sometimes, he doesn't think. All of his friends on base know. None of his friends at home know.
How do you guys spend time together/see each other?
I fly to visit him approximately once or twice a month for a weekend, longer if I have a break from school.
What are your plans for after The Boy gets out of the army to cover up the fact you've been covering up?
We will more than likely have a small wedding and reception because he has a very involved family. I could really care less, but we like to keep up appearances. I'm very anti-girl about that kind of stuff.
How hard is this for you?
VERY.HARD. It's much harder for me than it is for him, which he will agree about. I don't have many friends where I live, even though I grew up here. While I was sick, I ruined a lot of relationships, simply because my sickness makes it hard to maintain long-lasting relationships with friends. The Boy has numerous army friends that keep him busy and keep his mind off me being gone. I do not. Eh, whatevs...It is what it is. I mean, how does a 26 year old go about making friends? Ideas welcome. I am currently taking a sewing class, which I enjoy greatly. Reading Raechel motivated me to want to do that. I also am at the gym 4-5 times a week. But other that that, nada.
How happy/satisfied with this are you?
Happy? Incredibly. The happiest I have ever been.
Satisfied? Not at all. I mean, who would be? Every second I spend with him is not enough time. I constantly feel like its never enough time. But what motivates me is I constantly think that if this is the hardest tyhing I'm going to have to face with him, than my life is going to be golden. He's committed, I'm committed. We'll be fine.
What's the closest you've gotten to getting caught?
Actually, this past week. When Tricare insurance came to my house with my first name and his last name. And my dad got the mail. AWK-WAAAAAARD.
I hope this answers some of your questions and you now have a little more of an understanding of the situation.
This blog is turning out to be both quite fun and exilerating. It's nice to finally be able to tell someone. And the secret undercover persona makes me feel like a Super Agent. Except without the black, skin-tight strapless dress and the gun strapped to my inner thigh. Which, I'm not gonna lie, is kind of a let down.
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Park City Utah
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