Our History [His Side]

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In fifteen days, I'll be celebrating my two year anniversary of marriage to my wonderful wife.  I can't believe how fast time has flown by!  Although it seems to be dragging now...I remember the night we met back in September of 2008 like it was yesterday [even though I may have only been semi-coherent at the time].


So there I was, butt naked in a dumpster behind a Chinese restaurant, avoiding some unfriendly fellas that I owed a large chunk of change to, when...wait...wrong story.

July, 2010

I remember my friend Mike telling me at work that he had a female friend from tech school arriving to base in about a week or so.  Naturally, I asked "is she hot?" To which he replied, "she's cute, BUT she hates Asian people."**  Well, at this point I'm devastated and I decide I'll probably have no shot with this new chick, but it's always cool to have female friends around because they usually attract more females [something with the pheromones, I'm sure].  


The night she's supposed to arrive comes around, and a few of Mike and I's mutual friends decide to have some drinks while we were waiting for Mike to get back from the airport.  Of course, some drinks turn into entirely waaay too many, and we're all blitzed by the time we see his car roll up into the dorm parking lot.  I'm the first to rush to the driver's side door to greet Mike, and to my surprise, a very attractive and fiery ginger rolls down the window.  In my drunken stupor, I asked who she was.  She LIED and said she was Mike's girlfriend.  Well, since I did some reconnaissance earlier in the week, I knew all too well that they weren't dating and called her a liar and some other words that may not have been appropriate at the time.  Infuriated, she drove off.  I looked to my friends and said, "Dibs..."


**note: I do not hate Asian people.  I was just slightly irritated with Korean teachers at the military language school.  Timmy is just jealous he's not white.

I'm not sure why she wanted to hang out with me after that, but she did and we became the closest of friends.  After a little while I realized that I really liked this girl and even proposed the idea of dating, but that idea was shut down.  I did let her know that I was willing to wait pretty much forever until she was ready because I felt we had a chemistry that was uncanny.  Even though I stopped pursuing dating her, I still dropped subtle hints at it, like playing the song "Ready When You Are" by Trapt whenever just the two of us rode in my trucks somewhere.  At some point down the road, I guess all my subliminal messages worked and I tricked her into dating me, muahahahaha...well, I didn't really trick her, but she came around.  I was ECSTATIC and riding on cloud nine when we started dating, although nothing really changed because we were already so close.

1 Year Anniversary

After only a couple months of dating, I got tasked to deploy and left right away.  Going into this deployment, I was terrified because I've heard so many stories about relationships ending during deployments, and getting "Dear John" letters.  English will always say it was her fault that we split on that deployment, but I know for a fact that I was being a jealous douche, but for some reason was unable to stop being one.


When I got back from deployment, we tried to be friends, but I was still be a douche so that didn't work out.  Then we tried to become enemies but I couldn't stop thinking about her.  Eventually we started talking again, and began dating soon thereafter.  Unfortunately, she was tasked to deploy [great timing right?!] but we decided tot try for this one more go around.  This time I wasn't a douche, and we made it through the deployment fine and moved in together when she got home.

On a side note, while she was in her last month in the desert, I called her parents and asked their permission to marry her, to which they were excited to hear and said yes.  I then proceeded to plan an elaborate proposal set in Napa Valley.  Well, that fell through because I"m impatient and I bought her a puppy so I ended up proposing in our house in our pajamas.  Lame, I know, but she still said yes.  We [read: she] initially decided to wait a year before getting married.  Once again, I'm impatient, so I kept giving her this constipated look when she said a year.  Eventually she caved and we married at the soonest date we could find an appointment at the courthouse.


So after two years, here we are and still strong as day one, and I'm still finding aspects of her to make me fall in love with her all over again.  Even though we've had our rough patches and argued, I always have and always will fight to keep her.  I never though marriage was going to be easy, and by no means am I saying it's hard, but it's the willingness and fight to keep a marriage alive that makes it real and worth it.  I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else, and I'd make all the same mistakes over again from our past, because if it weren't for those experiences we wouldn't be where we are today.

July, 2011

I miss my wife more than words can say, and now my co-workers are getting tired of me talking about her all the time [haha].  Although I won't be home to wine and dine my wife for our anniversary, I know that she knows that I know that she knows I love her more than anything.  I"m sure while I'm in the military I'll miss more anniversaries, but I'm certain that we will still be celebrating our anniversary fifty, sixty, and even sixty-one years from now [at that point, I think I'm going out in a motorcycle stunt]. 


I love you and miss you, Lover.