4 years ago plus 9 days I met the man that I would marry, even though he told me the night we met that he wanted to spend his life with me I didn't think he was serious. Sure I could talk to him and he would actually listen to me. Or that I had seen him around the boat a couple of times just never had the guts to talk to him and I was in awe that he showed interest in me. I did not think that the man I met I would end up marrying a year later. Well actually after a couple of weeks of hanging out every night after work and just hanging out on the boat watching movies I knew he was the type of guy I could spend my life with. Oh and the first thing we ate together the night we met was Ta.co B.ell.
And now here we are 4 years together and 3 years of marriage we have been through so much. We have had our share of fights but the fights just brought us closer. And after only 3 months of being married we said goodbye for 7 months while we both went on deployment, for those 7 months there was 1 phone call and emails everyday ( well sometimes more than that and sometimes less depending on if the servers were up). And we have a beautiful daughter up in heaven watching over us and waiting for us. So far grieving her has been the hardest thing we have had to do. We will grieve her until the day we meet her again.
