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I’m one lucky woman. Today is the one year anniversary of my father’s death. I’ve been stressed out for 2 days. He’s been gone for a year and we are still cleaning up the fallout and mess. Sadly because of this we got a little heated this morning. I know he knew it was because of stress and not directed at him.
I can honestly say if it wasn’t for my crazy Ninja I don’t know how I would have gotten through all this.
So today I’m thankful for a crazy decision. All my live I’ve tried to be on the straight and narrow. In 2004, I did the craziest thing ever. I worked with my parents and the pressure was to put it mildly volatile. I met this crazy gamer through my sister. She met him through some online dating thing. (So yes, Miriam, like your Great Aunt Ruthy, your mom introduced me to your crazy uncle.) My sister annoyed us both that we should talk. It took a while, but we did. We arranged a date for me to fly out to Kansas and spend some time with him. I’m so glad I went.
I don’t recall all the details. I remember telling myself that the whole drive to the airport, I kept telling myself, “This is crazy!”, “Just turn around”, so glad I didn’t. I remember going to Pioneer Days and seeing the Daggers coming out of his 2nd Ex-wife’s eyes. I remember meeting his friend Ryan who passed away about 2009. The thing I remember most, was this was when Florida was being hit with it’s 4th hurricane and we are sitting at the airport in Kansas City waiting on my flight back. I remember crying because I didn’t want to go home. I justs wanted to stay. ( I laugh now because that is not how I normally act.)
I don’t know how such a kind amazing person such as him could love this crazy person, but he lucked out somehow. Honestly he doesn’t say much about his ex-wives but I’m so thankful for them. Had things not gone wrong with them I would have had my time with him. In 2008, after 4 years, he finally asked me to marry him. It has been one hell of a ride but honestly doesn’t even feel like we are on our 11th year together. God willing the Crazy SOB will still be here with me in another 30 or more.
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