Dec 112011
 
#808080;">( i promise right now that i will not prattle on for days, weeks, months about my wonderful, incredible new relationship status ha) (ok, well maybe not for months anyway)

#000000;">i remain completely flabergasted today… 48 hours post-ring-picking out-marry me stuff… shocked and stunned… maybe a bit of disbelief sprinkled in there as well…

#000000;">you see, coach and i have a story – of course, we all have stories don’t we? 

#000000;">i have known this man for about 15 years… 15 years… and the first time i saw him, i knew… i’m not kidding… i knew… but obviously he did not ha…. we became pretty good friends over the years… didn’t see him much since he was galavanting around the state coaching… nervy of him

#000000;">he married someone else… i didn’t even know he was dating at the time… so when i was told he left to get married by one of his co-workers, well, i was heart broken… but at the same time, i was happy for him that he was happy….

#000000;">and we remained friends…. then… one day, 11 years later… he was on his way to being single once again! oh my! i remember that email…i saved it 🙂  i saved all them… 

#000000;">i screamed with joy… i cried… i called Ashley… we were both beside ourselves…but… whoa…slow down a bit… yes we were good friends… and i would remain his friend… we talked, we spent time together – as friends – and it grew…. 

#000000;">and now almost 4 years later, freakin engaged…. wow

#000000;">i have spent the last 24 hours trying to put into coherent thoughts what i’m feeling… besides crazy in love of course….

#000000;">this man… oh this man

#000000;">first of all, there is no denying that he is one good lookin slab of beef… sorry, couldn’t help it

#000000;">but he is so kind… so gentle… so sweet… he has made me #1 in his world…well, okay, #2…football is #1, his first love… always…. ha! that’s okay with me… i can live with it

#000000;">there are things about him that awe me, amaze me, and complete me… mush bucket shit, i know

#000000;">when we first fell into this relationship, i was very scared…scared of being hurt… afraid that i was the rebound fling… i told him as much… i made up my mind in the very beginning that i would always share my thoughts and feelings with him – i so do not want to screw this up… i told him many, many times that he needed to go do the man thing… you know, that thing men typically do when newly single…. but he said no… he stuck around…

#000000;">then 2 years later, MS…. damn… shit…. damn…. this would be it for sure, i just knew it… MS changes so much in the grand scheme of things… any major illness does… and this was not what he signed up for… it was a whole new package… a life as my caregiver and i couldn’t imagine that he would want that for himself. who would? 

#000000;">but he stuck around… and he’s taken such good care of me… he’s watched over me, protected me, picked up all my slack in things i don’t have the gumption to do… and let me tell you, that is a lot… dishes, laundry cleaning… some days i manage, most i don’t… he does the cooking… he does basically anything that i can’t manage on any given day… and he does it willingly… 

#000000;">i know that there are times he gets frustrated with it… he has to…it’s normal… i know there are times when he wishes things were different… times when he simply doesn’t want to do any of the stuff either… and i feel so incredibly guilty (working on that though)

#000000;">he is my best friend… he is my witness… he is my partner… 

#000000;">he is the first man that includes me in everything he does…. really… i am his best friend too… and that is an amazing feeling… 

#000000;">passion comes and goes, lust comes and goes… the friendship maintains us through those times…

#000000;">i know now, just as i knew 15 years ago… he is the one for me… 

#000000;">ok… so now for some artwork…. 🙂

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Being an adult is like looking both ways before you cross the street and then getting hit by an airplane.

  13 Responses to “prattling like a love-sick moonie”

  1. True love is what you have. Friendship first is what my hubby and I had then it grew.
    I am so very happy for you.

  2. Awwwwwwwww…that was such a wonderful read! Congratulations on your upcoming marriage!!

  3. I LOVE to read about true love. Without liking the person and true friendship, love is a dangerous emotion. Sounds like you are in no danger!

  4. Crap, now I gotta listen to all this “lovey poo” stuff from you? Where did my Gypsy Rose go? All care free and do as I damn please, gone……gone forever.

    Nahhhh, just kidding. Really, we are so proud of you and Coach. I’m amazed at his dedication to your journey and struggles. Your right, it isn’t always good, even in the best of health situations, and a seemingly unlimited supply of cash. You see the failures everywhere. The simplicity in which you and the Coach walk through life is a testament to Whitney and I, and we will forever cherish your thoughts and writings in this blog. Hugggs

    • hey there Wendell! Gypsy Rose is still here! i promise -i suspect coach sorta likes her too haha

      we are very simple… we do well facing life together….that’s where the strength comes from… i can’t imagine not having him as my witness

  5. So happy for you – and feel free to prattle. We are going to want pictures of the ring, and later of the wedding. Just warning you.

  6. prattle away. Do Not miss one second of all this joyful joyfulness.

  7. And all this time I had assumed that you two were already married. You seem like an (old) married couple to me. Anyway, Best Wishes! or Congratulations, or whatever rocks your boat.

  8. I am so glad that I am here to witness this part of your life. You deserve only the best and I believe that coach is the best. Congrats again my friend!

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