Well, I started this back in December 2003. Atleast I think that is when it said I started this. It is now Feb 2010. Not bad... huh?

In the big picture is me in 2008 with my Beautiful grandchildren. My lifeline. They are what keeps me going and keeps me grounded.

I have been with the same Wonderful man since I was 12 years old and he was 13!! Yup, you read that right, 12 and 13 years old. We grew up on the same street. Boyfriend and girlfriend through grade school, Jr High and High School. We got married a couple of weeks before we graduated! Nope, not because I Had to. I was a young teenage girl with parents leading there own lives. I had nowhere to go and nowhere to turn. Soon, no home to live in. Not alot of options. (details to come)

Lets see... I was 12 in 1972 (ouch that hurt!!!) so that means we have been together for 38 years. I had to stop and see if that is right. This June we will be married for 33 years.

My life was complicated even back then. I will write more detail and this goes on. I would really like my story to be told.

Anyway, As I type this, my loving husband is snoring away while a cheesey movie is playing on his laptop. I use to hate his snoring, but now it is a comforting sound. You see, I am lucky to still have him. He suffered a stroke at age 49. Shortly after coming back from his second tour of Iraq.

Funny, when I was growing up, I always wanted to write a book. That was my dream. I always had some ideas floating around but never really followed through. I didn't think anyone would really care what I had to say. Whether it was true or not.

It will be interesting to see if anyone reads anything I write on this. This will be one heck of a love story.