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We are watching “Dear John“, it is so good, touching. Makes me think of the beginning when i met my husband. I love movies that make me feel, or think. This movie makes you wonder how the very strong women survive going through having their men so far away fighting this war in the far away desert.

 I remenber when 9/11 happened, it so scared me, and i felt so sorry for the many people it affected in so many ways, at the time i had been dating a guy for awhile that i had so fallen in love with, that some days i didnt think i could breath unless i knew he was with me.

  He had served in desert storm, and i freaked out completely, I couldnt imagine him going back in for a war i knew we would be in soon. How selfish is that, i remember being ashamed of myself when so many people were in so much pain. But it didnt take away my fear of losing him.

   Needless to say he didnt go back, he was past the ten year limit to which they can call them back to active duty. We went on and got married, the rest is our history. But i think about all those men who have lost their lives still. So many tears that has been shed for men who never came home.

  Children who will grown up with our their daddys to play with them. Im not a fan of war, needless to say, But i am a fan or the men who are their, and those brave, fearless women who wait at home for them.  

  I dont think i would have that quiet strenght or the strong will that keeps them okay while waiting on their men. Theirs just not enough said about the women i dont think, or in some cases the men who wait for their women to come home.

  But i remenbered this week the man i loved, how he made me feel. I remenber that i really truly thought i would never be able to feel anything. We are so lucky that we found each other.
He saved me and i saved him. Ive been through alot of trama this last couple of years, and i guess i forgot all that in the heartache and the drama.

   But every step of the way, he was by my side, he didnt allways know what to say, and sometimes i know he was a little lost. But he was allways there.  Maybe thats what love really is, someone by your side. they love you when you are not so pretty. Someone to just hold you while you cry.

   Love is pretty amazing isnt it.

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