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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

A Love Story…

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I guess it’s really a love story…When I decided to write a short post today to thank my husband for being such a brave man who served for twenty-five years in the US Navy, I was sort of stumped. It shouldn’t be hard to pull up a few words for this…but it is so very difficult. The reason it is difficult is because those years of service is such a huge part of why I fell in love with him.

It takes a real man to come into a woman’s life like he did mine. I was widowed and raising two children by myself. I had fought hard to get to where I was in my life at that time ten years ago. I had graduated from college a few months earlier when we met and was working temporary jobs and looking for something full time.  I had decided to buy a retail store located in a state several hundred miles from where I was living. My plans were to relocate my children, myself and my Mother who lived next door to me. Those were some really big plans for someone like me.

He walked into my front door, reached down and picked up a cat and threw it out the door, looked up at me and said “you did want that cat to go out didn’t you?” I was a little stunned but it was ok with me, I’m pretty flexible about things. We spent that day together and finished the day up with picking my son up from school and driving to a nearby lake. The beginning of a whirlwind part of our lives. I often admired him for his crisply pressed shirts, which sounds a little silly. That just showed me he could take care of himself very well and I’m certain a lot of you will understand that to be a great characteristic. I had been caring for way too many lives and a mountain of work by myself. I was ready for someone with some broad shoulders, but I really didn’t know it.

We were both very strong willed individuals and had a lot of work to do before we found some neutral ground to work with. Thus the name of my blog…Thoughtfully Blended Hearts. To make a short story even shorter we brought together two lives, four children, a couple of homes and lots of other things together. We’ve fought each other, defended each other and ultimately found our own path “together”.  By the way, he talked me out of moving and buying a retail business!!!

Today I want to thank this man for being the hero he is to me and to everyone else whose lives he has touched. I want to thank him for his enduring love and patience for me. When I stop in to the place where he works I’m always greeted by people who are grateful for his expertise and empathy. That makes me so proud to be his wife, the wife of a man who dedicated so many years of his life to defending his country and now spends his days caring and respecting the veterans of our area. His heart is truly enveloped in love for his country and the veterans of our country.

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A veterans post wouldn’t be complete without Mom and Daddy…who were both veterans, you can read about them here.

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12 comments:

  1. Oh Becky!
    What a beautiful tribute to the love of your life. I love what you did for your Hunny Bunny. I love the pics you put in a mosiac of him. They are just gorgeous. The ones that show him sharing his time with the grandkids is priceless. I love the one of him standing there with his head bowed. Just precious.

    Thanks for sharing Becky, I have so enjoyed my visit today. Please stop by and let me share my tribute to the veterans in my family.

    Country hugs, Sherry

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  2. Happy Veteran's Day to your husband! He sounds a bit like mine who also would have thrown a cat out the door without blinking an eye. LOL

    Di
    The Blue Ridge Gal

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  3. Beautiful post today, Becky! And --what a fabulous man you have in your life. I know you are proud of him--and other family members for their patriotic duties. God Bless them ALL.

    We ALL do need to remember our Veterans today--and everyday. The do and have done so much to give us the freedom we enjoy.

    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  4. Just beautiful...thank him for me would you...for serving. I have a tribute to my nephew on my blog if you want to come on over again.

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  5. Becky, that is so touching. I am so happy that you found such happiness with Michael. I know life can really throw us some curves but you came through yours very well. I have never met your husband but I know if he makes you this happy he must be a fabulous person. I hope that soon I will get to meet him soon and let him know that I have one fabulous cousin (which he probably already knows that).
    Love ya,
    Donna

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  6. Evening, Becky! Oh, what a wonderful post today about your dear husband! God bless him for his service to our country! What sweet pictures of him and seeing the happiness in him. Glad you two found each other and blending your tiny hearts together.
    Be a sweetie,
    Shelia :)

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  7. What an amazing and beautiful post. Your words convey such a love, respect, and admiration... we owe so much to these brave men and women who serve our country and, in turn, serve us. The pictures tell a story all their own... this man must have a wonderful sense of humor. May God bless you two as you "blend."

    Christi

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  8. Hello Becky,
    What a beautiful tribute to your husband.
    Thank you for stopping by my blogs and for your kind comments. :o)

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  9. What a beautiful post. Couldn't get through without a few tissues. I'd say your husband wasn't the only brave soul in your family...Nancy

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  10. This is a beautiful tribute to an obviously wonderful man. Thank you for sharing him with us.

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