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At this time on this date, I married my sweetheart. He returned last night just before midnight, and today we went down to the Courthouse and got married by a Justice of the Peace. We were both wearing blue jeans - he was in a Goldberg t-shirt and I was in a powder blue FUBU jersey.
He was so nervous... it was cute. The ones in attendance were my oldest brother and my father. My brother's eyes and mine were tearing up a bit. As usual, my dad cracked jokes, even on this solemn occasion. It's my family's way of dealing with things. Anyway, my hubby and I are very happy, and have a cool anniversary date: 6-9-00. (Okay, okay, it's cool to ME, anyway!) My mother is in the hospital and I've been spending every bit of time I can with her. She went in having trouble breathing and for a few days it did not look good. She was saying her goodbyes to everyone who came to see her. Now she has to sleep with a bi-pap machine that forces air into her lungs. I did get to go to my niece's recital last Saturday night and it was spectacular. All of the piano teacher's students had to perform, even the middle-aged man. He was funny. He knew he was not as advanced as the young kids, but he made jokes, and after the performances were over he went around getting autographs. He told those girls that he was sure one day they would be famous, and he would have bragging rights that he had played piano with them. The teacher lives in a huge house and put out an impressive spread of finger foods and desserts for the small group. I am so glad I went. My niece performed brilliantly - it's hard to believe she has played for only 1 1/2 years. She is a musical genius in my opinion, even if I am her aunt. My sister is 11 days overdue, I believe. She wants to have that baby real bad. Her best friend is overdue, also. They just found out today that independently of each other, they had chosen the same name for a boy. Neither refuses to budge. It'll be funny if they both have boys. To My Love: Nothing on earth can separate us. Look how many times we have proven that. I hope we will continue to laugh and grow and find joy with each other. |
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What a big morning! The CEO stopped by my office twice. I was involved in catching a contractor lying to us and the state's oversight committee or whatever it is. My organization and record-keeping made it possible, so he wanted to come by and thank me and let me know the latest. I've never been in a situation like this before. It trips me out.
To catch up on the news, I spent my wedding night with my husband... at the birthing center. I assisted my sister and her husband with the delivery of their newest daughter, while my new husband watched the four other kids. Not exactly what we had in mind for our first night as husband and wife, but we were glad to be there for them. My sis had invited me to be a part of this birth because I cannot have children, and this way I could be a part of the childbirth experience. I have to say, I knew it would be gross but man... it's a very bloody process. She had a midwife and two nurses looking after her. Little Jessica was born at 12:20 am on Saturday, June 10, 2000. She weighed 9 lbs. 4 oz. and from the beginning her eyes were wide open, taking everything in. I got to hold Jesse's hand... she squeezed my finger, less than three minutes after she was born. This gal did not eat for about 35 minutes, she was so busy looking at everything. I wonder if she will be as curious as her aunt. :-) My sister's friend had her baby later that same Saturday, and it was a boy. The two mothers are very happy that they had their children on the same date. This morning I learned that my mother will be released from the hospital today. She has to have a sleep study done, but that will be as an outpatient. I am so very relieved and happy that she is going to be around a little while longer. We are like friends, and I feel I still have much to learn from her. The family feud had been put on hold because of her being admitted to the hospital. I am a little concerned that it might come up again while she is recovering, but hopefully people will be a little more sympathetic than that. Maybe, just maybe, everyone will forget... When I got home from work yesterday I discovered that my husband had been talking with our downstairs neighbor. The couple in apartment two has already become a big part of our lives. Anyway, he is trying to help my man get a job at the processing plant where he works. The pay and benefits would be great, but he'd work the graveyard shift, 12 hours, three nights a week. Still, that's four nights a week we would have together. I'm hoping that pretty soon we can get together with our neighbor couple and play some cards or Yahtzee or something. We all have such a good time when we get together and talk, but those times have been few so far. What am I worried about, though? We've only had this apartment less than two weeks! Sometimes I cannot believe I moved us from one apartment to another, and got the car in my name, all while my hubby was gone. He is always telling me how strong I am, and now he has a real good example to point out as proof. I love him so much. So now everything has pretty much come together - my honey is back and we are married, my sister's baby is born, mom's getting out of the hospital, and everything seems to be pretty good right now. (Holding my breath...) To My Husband: Thank you for teaching me what it is like to be in a relationship where each person can lean on the other for strength. I am strong when you need to lean, but it seems more often, you are strong when I need to lean. Thank you. I love you. |
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The changes that happen in my life occur so quickly that my head is spinning. Yesterday, on our 2-week anniversary of being married, my husband left again. This time he is pursuing a job opportunity in another state. Here he is, the love of my life, and all I want to do is be with him. His success in this venture will allow us to be together more, I am sure. I pray for his success.
My job has had its ups and downs in the last week or so. In fact, twice since I have last written, I wanted to quit. However, with much encouragement and support from my husband and our neighbors, I did not give up. I persevered, not letting the changes in other people make me react in a negative way. Now that all is settling down there, I am the one who did not change behavior, and that fact is being noticed. Last night I visited with my sister and her family. They listened to the startling events of the last week or so, joking that I needed to have my own soap opera on television. I just cannot go into all the details here for so many reasons - but I am looking forward to the day when I can write a book about my life. I figure one volume for each ten years of my life should suffice. Ha! After I left my sister's house I went to my parents' apartment. Yesterday afternoon I learned some startling things from that quarter, so I was not sure what kind of reception to expect. They were both warm and friendly with me, as though nothing was different. My father did try to bring something up that made both my mother and I uncomfortable, but we both just sort of pretended to not hear him... and he did not pursue the topic. We started talking about their Mormon beliefs, and how it might or might not tie in with UFO's, aliens, and all that. I told them some of the interesting tidbits I had learned from Whitley Strieber's Dreamland radio show. We had a wonderful exchange of thoughts and ideas. They said they were getting very tired, and I was, too. I told my parents that everyone needs to party now and then, and this was their version of it. Was I ever surprised when I got out to my car to go home and discovered it was 1:30 in the morning!!! Once I finally dragged my tired butt, and basket of clean laundry (thanks Sis!) back to my apartment building, I was greeted by the male half of my neighbors. He emerged from his apartment telling me in a stern voice, "Get inside this apartment right now, and tell us where you have been! We have been worried sick about you!" He grinned ear-to-ear and I knew that he was joking. Still, I produced a hang-dog look and said "Okay," while slinking in the door. She told me that they had thought perhaps I had driven my husband to the location he was headed. I laughed at that. Nope, don't know if the car would make that trip - besides, haven't you seen the price of gas? So we ended up talking for a couple of hours. She had visited her doctor and is doing much better healing from her surgery. I was very happy for her. About 3:30 a.m. I was starting to see double and triple and more. I finally told them I had to go upstairs to my place because I was just about to fall asleep sitting up. It seemed strange opening the door to a silent, empty apartment. What comforted me when I entered, though, was seeing my husband's dirty socks at the end of the couch. I think I'll leave them there for a while. :-) My neighbor helped me by carrying my laundry basket upstairs for me. I was so grateful. I think I might have fallen backwards down the stairs if I had tried to carry it. As we said good night, he told me an interesting new decision they had made as a couple, and it was HER idea. When my husband gets back, I know he will be floored by it, too (but in a Good Way). hehe The morning I spent reading, eating waffles with butter pecan syrup, then finally getting ready for my day. Thanks to my sister and brother-in-law's generosity, I'm going to buy a few groceries later today, too. Life is good. I can't say it's great because I need my hubby around for that... but I can say that life is good. And it's gonna get better. To My Husband: I miss you so much already. I am doing all I can on my end (prayers, chants, pleading to the gods) to aid you, and send my energies to you. Many, many people on this end are hoping the best for you in your endeavors. We're gonna make it. And remember, ONLY THE PARANOID SURVIVE! hehe |