This is my very first blog. Ever. It recently occured to me that I don’t know a thing about who I am. That’s a scary thought. This is my simple, yet very desperate attempt to figure that out.
I met my husband just over eight years ago at a country bar. I knew the moment I met him that he was different…staggering drunk, but different. I remember thinking he looked like Matt Damon (which I don’t see one bit now). I’m sure it was those beer goggles. Regardless, I just knew he was the one for me. There was something about the way we interacted; something about the way he looked at me; something about the way he kept coming back. And those “somethings” are the things I struggle with. What was it that made my husband fall in love with me? What was it that made him decide to spend the rest of his life with me? Why me? What was it about me that he felt he couldn’t live without?
