Stuttered. At first it scared me. Not...oh my gosh what a freak...but I really hope I can understand him. But at the same time it was a weakness..something that made him vulnerable. Something that made me want to squeeze him and tell him he was adorable. I remember the first time I talked to him on the phone like it was yesterday. I was playing cards when my phone went off...I freaked when I saw the number. I knew it was him. The sound of his gruff voice had my cards on the table and my feet heading for the back patio. We talked for over and hour and not once did I notice his stutter..even though months later he told me he was extremely nervous and had stuttered several times.
From there we began an internet/phone relationship. I had always poked fun of people who had done this in the past. But to me this man was sincere and was putting himself out there.
He was a soldier. Not many people to talk to back home but a blonde hair girl still in college...who was falling for him fast.
Fast Forward to his R&R in September. Talk about nervous. Going from a man who knows everything about you..but has been million miles away. The thought of the same man being within arms reach scared me. When I pulled up he was on the front porch of his moms house. I remember what I was wearing..because I had spent an hour picking it out. White shirt and jeans, which my blonde hair straight (it was actually a frizzy mess because of the unnatural heat that year)
I don't remember was he was wearing. I remember his brown, almost gold, eyes. He was gorgeous. Whew...I might need a moment to myself ladies.
Those two weeks ended in a marriage proposal. Fast? Yes.
He left and we had 3 more months until his tour would be complete. We planned to elope in December. We spent those 3 months getting to know each other more than most people do in a relationship. We didn't spend our "date" nights making out or figuring out who was going to hang up first.
We skipped the fuzzy warm butterfly...blah blah blah...whatever you want to call them.
My purpose was to get to the core of this man. What makes him tick and will he be a good husband. Could I make him a happy man by being his wife.
Our dating/engagement might have been short. But we learned a lot about each other.
We got married on Dec 23rd. Just a week after he had returned from Afghanistan. It was perfect. And we are still very happily married.
