Live Laugh Love

So my husband is in the USAF and he has always had a lot of TDY missions as well as different training things that have caused him to be gone for weeks or months at a time. We recently made it through our first deployment and I am happy to say that I feel like it brought us closer as a couple. Today however I was feeling nostalgic and ended up talking to a friend about the day he proposed. I remember believing that he was going to break up with me, he had joined the military to make a better life for the two of us and when I went to his basic graduation he spent the first 2 days ignoring me. I remember coming back to my hotel room the second night and crying to a close friend and my mother that this was the dumbest idea I had ever had, that thinking that coming all the way to TX was a good idea. The next morning puffy eyed and feeling like I had been through Hell I woke up, showered and tried to prepare myself for the day. I got dressed in my new outfit and grabbed the hoody I bought from the gift shop, and went to meet his parents downstairs so we could embark on what I was sure would be yet another disappointing day. As I made my way down the long hallway and into the area in which his parents and sister ere sitting I had already dawned my sunglasses and just simply stated...."ready?" His mother seemed very upbeat and trying to lighten my spirit even though I felt like I was going to be sick to my stomach. His father announced that once we had picked up my then boyfriend we would head over to the Alamo and make the day from there. I nodded and tried to clear all the bad thoughts from my head. 

The day seemingly picked up when he got into the car and grabbed my hand to hold it, I had a smile by that time and I thought, "maybe today won't be to bad". We enjoyed the walk and the Alamo and as the day continued I noticed that he seemed more and more nervous as the day progressed. It wasn't helping my already nervousness but I smiled and went along with it. The night hit faster than we wanted but luckily there was baseball games going on at the time and as long as the guys had bought tickets they were allowed to stay out later. Of course my husband had done this and we made our way to the stadium. When we got there I took as many pictures as I could and tried to enjoy the game even though in the back of my head I kept thinking that this was the last time I'd get to sit with him like this, and that was when he asked me to take a walk...

As I stood up I felt my knees buckle, his parents smiled almost trying to reassure me. We ran into a group of men from his flight and as we walked away they all wished him luck...though at the time it didn't seem to be an upbeat wish, I ignored it. We walked to the other side of the field, away from everyone else.He sat me down at some bleachers and turned away from me. I continued to fight the bad thoughts and watched the game to distract myself. He asked me for some water and rather than handing it to him I handed him my bag, I turned and saw him down a bottle in what seemed like one chug. As I turned away again, he stopped and looked at me, seemingly very nervous, I felt it coming, but I kept the bad thoughts quiet. Closing my eyes for a minute to fight tears I finally was able to lock onto what he was saying, he wasn't breaking up with me...he was asking me to marry him, and that was the point in which I saw him on one knee asking me to spend my life with him...

I broke down and started crying, I latched onto him, when he pulled me away he had tears formed but he wouldn't let them fall, "so is that a yes then?" I smiled ear to ear and shook my head yes since my voice couldn't be found. "Well call your mom and all your friends and tell them like I'm sure you want to." I did and though I was trying to explain to my mother what had happened she seemed to have already known, "put your fiance on the phone, you're squeaking to much for me to understand you." As I handed him the phone I heard her say congratulations. 

As of tomorrow we will be celebrating 3 years of marriage, and from February this year, we realized we've been together for 7 years, and even though he and I were the last 2 that anyone ever thought would get married, and even though he and I never thought we would make it when we started, we have made and this far and we are just as happy now as we were the day we said "I do" . 

To this day I still get chills when I think back to the day he proposed, and I smile when I remember the moment we said I do. Needless to say, I still get butterflies when I come home and he greets me at the door with a hug and a kiss. He is the one person who can bring a smile to my face even when I am on the verge of tears, or about to burst out of anger. His hugs make chills run down my spine and his kiss makes the goosebumps rise instantly. I love my husband more than anyone, and even though people have said that our relationship seems joking at times, and that we don't take things as seriously as they believe we should there is one thing I have to say to them, Life is to short to take yourself seriously, so laugh often. Love like there is no tomorrow, because you never know if today is the day...and always tell the people you care about you love them. Even when we are mad at each other and would rather not talk, one of us always says I love you, and the anger always seems to fade...We are the 2 people in this world that can stand each others attitudes, deal with our sarcasm, and always find humor in the things no one else does...and more than anything we love each other...and that is all that matters...

**by the way, sorry to be so mushy...but as they say...longing makes the heart grow fonder, and that it always true with us.