One nice thing about deployment is that Richard and I get along GREAT. Like, perfect. This isn't to say that we don't get along when he is home, but, when he is on deployment we basically go six months without having any disagreements or squabbles, because really, there is nothing to argue about. We just miss each other so much, and after awhile, we kind of develop lovey-dovey brain, where everything the other person does is wonderful and awesome and oh! we just love each other sooo much! I know that I have been hit by the lovey-dovey bug when I start missing Richard's half-empty Coca-Cola cans and crumpled candy wrappers laying all around the house, (which is normally one of my biggest pet peeves).
Lovey-dovey brain isn't a bad thing though, it feels pretty good and helps get me through the sad times of deployment, so I just embrace it and enjoy the ride. One thing that lovey-dovey-brained-Kellyn really likes to do is reminisce. I often think back to the day that I met Richard. I can still clearly see in my mind the first time that I saw him, and it's so funny to me now, to think that I had no idea in that moment that that was the man who would become my husband, and change my whole life. I was working the table for the Everett Mall at a Naval Homecoming. I was busy setting fliers and coupons out when I looked up, and locked eyes with a sailor. His eyes were stunning. As he continued onto the next table, I turned to my boss, Julie, and said, "Oh my gosh, did you see that guy? His eyes were gorgeous!" In my head, I assumed that would be the last of him, but it wasn't. We got to talking on the pier while waiting for the ship to pull in, he asked for my number, then called me two hours later, and the rest is history.
Stories of how couples meet are so fun, I enjoy hearing about how two people got together. I love our story, and I can't wait to share it with our children when they are older, and then our grandchildren sometime in the distant future.
Today I would like to hear some of your stories though - even if you think I have heard it before. If you are interested, please share in the comments section how you met your spouse and what first impressions you had of the person who ultimately became your spouse. If both you and your spouse read this blog, I would like to hear from both of you; it would be interesting to hear two different sides of the same story.
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My Grandmother-in-Law, Doris, emailed this response to me, and I wanted to post it here, since it is a lovely story:
Oh, Kellyn,I know what you mean about remembering how you met. I often think of that, too.
When I was a sophomore at Illinois State Normal University, I thought I was a good student and a pretty good musician. After all, I sat second chair-first clarinet. At our first band rehearsal of the fall semester, our band director walked in and announced," All first clarinet players move down one chair" We did, and in walked this skinny young man (with beautiful brown eyes-which I did not notice). It was not a good way to start a friendship, but when he began to play we knew he had been put in the right spot. Over the years we laughed about our meeting. I wouldn't have dreamed at that time that we'd marry and be married for 54 years. Lucky me.
Carolyn and I met on Oct 4, 1978while we were both studying Russian in Monterey, CA. I had a female Army friend who was studying Chinese (we weren't dating but were good friends) and we had lunch together at her Army chow hall...(I normally ate at the Navy Chow Hall in another building).
Anyway, we go for lunch and she notices another Army guy she knows that is also studying Chinese and we join that table. He of course is having lunch with his date, who happens to be an incredibly beautiful Army Russian student whom I had never met.
I remember learning that she had a degree (which was rare for enlisted soldiers) and had majored in history and English. I knew nothing about History (having ignored the subject in favor of math and science) and was having trouble with English in the presence of a girl this beautiful but managed to ask something about who she believed were great English authors.
Being goal oriented, I made my decision at lunch that day that my singular purpose in life for the next week was going to be to find a way to extricate Miss Incredible from the arms of this other guy. To that end, I chose to have lunch the next day at that same chow hall and surprise I ran into Carolyn and her friend. I invited myself to join and siezed the opportunity when she got up to get another drink and asked her out to a movie date. She said something like she had to study...which was not an acceptable answer to me.
She gave in and we were married a little over three months later.
Of note...she did have to study and due to my insistence on a date she of course got a poor grade on her quiz the next day for which she still reminds me to this day.
LOL! Jeff, I love that story. Obviously you swept her off her feet...once she finally agreed to a date! :) Thank you for sharing! I want to her Carolyn's version now, too! :)
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