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Monday, September 22, 2008

Yesterday morning, Todd left for a week...he's at drill and will be gone thru Friday. Last night, my dog got hit by a car and my five year olds witnessed the whole thing (he's alive). Today I get to work and have an e-mail waiting for me. It's from someone I loved. I knew him in the Army, we went thru AIT together, became very close, agreed we would someday marry. He went to Korea, I went to Germany. I was too young, and we broke up. One year later, he showed up in Germany, we wanted to pick up where we left off...I still wasn't ready. But I did love him. His mother hated me, I wasn't from Equador. I wasn't tiny and pretty. But now, I am doing well, loving my life and my husband. And he wrote to me. He said nothing. He didn't tell me anything. He's a father now. But only offered condolences for Braden and reminded me of the person I was when I was with him. A far cry from who I am now. I will disappoint him. He goes by his first name now. I knew him by his middle name. I thought I knew him well. Until our last night together. Our relationship ending night. I've missed him. Our friendship. We made great friends. My parents hated him. He is five years older than me, at 18 that's a lot of years. I wouldn't be who I am, if I had stayed with him. I didn't know he had me so shaken up, until I tried to write this post.

3 comments:

Jesse said...

my mom hated you? really? i don't remember that...how weird. and would you stop with the "not pretty" crap...where exactly does that malarky come from? and now that I think about it...your parents hated me?? I thought your mom loved me...it was hard to get a read on your dad, but i thought we had a connection too...remember that heart to heart he had with us at the kitchen table...man, i really thought I won them over. oh, by the way, does it bother you that i comment on your blogs? I'll stop if you don't like it. Good night

Jesse said...

and by the way...you didn't know me by my middle name. Jesse is my middle name...you knew me by my last name or "Babe"...mostly Babe.

Lyn said...

Your Mom did hate me...she was never nice and never spoke to me more than to ask who was calling. and my parents were afraid of your details...you were older and from Cali...and they didn't know you, so more than dislike you, they feared your details...