Ah, yes, I, 20 year old Army boy, am getting married relatively soon. On August 15th, my love and I will be wed. She is perhaps the most perfect woman I have ever met, and every time I see her, my heart still skips a beat.
Now for some background.
We will call my SO “L.”
My parents have been divorced for around three almost four years now.
The reasoning for their divorce was that my father had a relationship with L’s mother . . .(and the Jerry Springer Show begins.)
After the divorce, my father and L’s mother openly started dating. This is when I first met L. From the first moment I laid eyes upon her, I knew there was something special there. I had always been interested in her, but I knew it would be extremely awkward and a bit weird for us to date with our parents dating. Secretly, I had hoped our parent’s relationship would fail so we could get together.
During this time, however, I did date L’s best friend for roughly 2 wks, and I also dated her cousin. I know this probably wasn’t the best thing for me to do, as I had suspected that L had a bit of feelings for me.
Well, I left for basic training in July of 02, and the entire time I was in basic and AIT, L never failed to write me at least one letter a week. In multiple correspondences, we had talked about going to a movie or something when I returned from basic training.
Well, I returned from basic/AIT in late December of 02 with a report date of early Jan. to my duty station of Fort Campbell, KY. In the extremely short time that I had at home, L and I had planned on going on one date. This failed because I got into a car accident on my way to her house . . .twas a grand shame.
I left for Iraq in late Feb. of 03. L cried when I left and told me she would write me letters and e-mail as much as she could. This she did. Again, a week never went by when I did not receive a letter or an e-mail from her.
I found out I would be returning on R and R in October of 03. I told L that I would be home for a short time (2 wks), and I would love together with her.
During my time in Iraq our parents stopped dating, her mother started dating . .are you ready for this . .a great friend of my father’s. (The Springer show starts to thicken.) This finally allowed us a chance to date. I was torn between feeling grief for my father because he loved L’s Mother and feeling joy because now we had a chance to date.
After I returned from Iraq on R & R, L and I went on a date with a group of friends of mine. She didn’t think it was a date because I just asked her to go out with me and some friends. :rolleyes: By the end of the date, though, she realized it . .kind of funny . . I still tease her about that. We really hit it off. We went on three or four more dates before I had to return to Iraq, and I asked her to be my girlfriend. I told her that I did not want to keep her held down because I did not know how much longer I would be deployed, but she told me she didn’t care and she would wait for me.
Again, a week never went by that I did not receive a letter from her, and she e-mailed me almost daily.
I redeployed from Iraq in mid-January and L and I went on many dates and got to know each other very well.
About Mid-March we started talking about how serious we both were about our relationship. She told me that she loved me, and I already knew that I was madly in love with her. I told her that the thought of spending the rest of my life with her did not scare me, not at all, which sort of scared me :dubious: Near the end of March, I asked her what she would say if I asked her to marry me. She told me she would say yes. Well I bought her a ring and on April 18 I asked her to marry me. She said yes. After much deliberation, because my possible redeployment to Iraq late this year or early next year. We decided to get married in August before the next school year starts so that she can attend school down by Fort Campbell.
I had expressed to her that I do not want to rush her into something that she is not comfortable with, and she assured me this is what she wants.
Needless to say, her mother is not comfortable with this, nor is my father, nor is my mother. However, my mother is the only one helping us in any shape, form, or fashion with the wedding. L is constantly upset because her mother does not want her to get married. Her mother is extremely controlling. She still puts a curfew on L, and will not let her do anything without checking with her. . . This frustrates me beyond belief.
Well, this is my life story. On August 15th, I will wed the love of my life, and one the 17th we are going to Jamaica
Thoughts? Questions? Comments? I’m open to discussion. Any tips for some soon to be newlyweds?
Thanks for listening =)