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Entry HONORING OUR VETERANS AND MY HUSBAND <3
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She came to life in the early 1970s after being overly sheltered and profoundly introverted most of her existence. For some reason she broke out of her cocoon of shyness and became a mother by her fourteenth birthday. Her mother was heartbroken because the girl had always been the one of her three children she never had to really worry about. But Mama never condemned the girl nor her choices and said, "We'll do the best we can!" Of course, the boy who planted the egg never became the father he'd promised to be. Every guy the girl dated afterward never lived up to the initial thrill she got while being with her first.

After at least seven years, she started dating someone else and got pregnant with her second son. The young mother did eventually marry the father of her second son. She thought she knew him well enough. In seven years, they went to church and raised their son.

Early one morning, she suffered a terrible car wreck and even though she'd been planning on leaving, she was stuck going through years of rehabilitation. One good thing: The doctors had informed her she would never have anymore children. The young woman found out her second husband was a raging meth addict. As soon as she was able, she took their son and left after he declared, "I'll die with drugs in my hand!" Letting her know where his affections lay.

About 1985, she moved into a home in the area her family lived. She went back to school and got her diploma plus took a couple college courses.

In the meantime, the same year in Germany, an American soldier was on his way to work. He planned to first drop his young wife off at her job. They had been trying for thirteen years to have a child. Their marriage was floundering, They were hit head-on by a drunk driver that same morning. The young soldier suffered life-threatening injuries and years of rehabilitation therapy.

In 1993, the young woman was feeling depressed because she had not found a job. Nobody would hire her because she had a very noticable limp and she was plagued with short-term memory loss. Her son asked to go to a sportscard store and even though she didn't feel good, she drove him over.

Walking into the store she heard, "What are you doing here?" Looking around, she saw only a young soldier with a profound limp as he swept the floor. "I do this to help my friend sometimes. I'm disabled and after 10 years I had to retire from the Army."

She was immediately attracted to this guy. He talked with her son like an old friend. He and the young woman exchanged stories and showed each other scars from their injuries which happened to be almost identical! They talked about how strange it was that their tragedies had led to their meeting.

He left his already crumbling marriage. A year and a day from the day they met, their miracle son was born!

We have been together ever since. We now have 4 grandchildren . . . (so far) . . .
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