isn't life funny...

Isn't life funny how it sometimes turns out? If you would have asked me when I was just freshly graduated from high school heading off to college what I wanted to do with my life I would have told you I wanted to become a nurse and bring precious lives into the world or be with the elderly those final days and make them as pleasant as possible. But instead of following after that dream I was persuaded to do other wise. You love children I was told...I did that was true. So as I was pushed into the field of education I came up with a new dream. I had this incredible dream to get my education degree and move to Africa where children really care about obtaining an education. This dream was also short lived. Getting married changes your life...in my case for the better. I wasn't easy to get along with. Just ask my family. I grew up with three brothers and I was smack dab in the middle. Though I acted as if I were mother hen and older then them all. If I had been told I was going to find some one and get married I would have laughed. Laughed hard in the person's face. Thinking "Yeah right...me...married!". I had been convinced I was going to be alone for the rest of my life...that's what I thought I deserved. But while in college I met a wonderful guy. The man of my dreams. The fact that me was willing to take me on showed me he was brave, patient, kind, loving, and willing to put up with all my Mother Hen ways(which worked out because he was the "baby" of his family). I love him so much and he is absolutely my best friend. He graduated in May of this year. Then we moved. I gave up my job and he didn't have one. He told me that he wanted to work on the force with his brother. But once we got here...he changed his mind. Now he is in the Marines. He ships to boot in February. If you would have asked me 10 years ago if I thought I would ever marry someone in the military my honest answer would have been no. Like I mentioned earlier I grew up in a family with three brothers. I hate being alone. I think that is one of my greatest obstacles with the whole Marine ordeal. I love him so much and I want him to love what he does and he seems to think it's this Marine deal. I have to be honest I think I am scared he is going to get hurt...the job that he wants to do is one of the most dangerous. Any wife who is normal would worry about their husband's safety and that they come home to them and all in once piece. I don't want to be a widow. Minimum we are in for 8 years...but by that point we might as well go the extra 12 years and make a career out of it. It's just funny the way life turns out. You never expect things to happen a certain way or plan for things to happen another way...but there's this big guy upstairs that just seems to be in control of it all...with no immediate answers. So this whole waiting on answers and plans playing out is a real patient teaching lesson. I have to constantly remind myself it's not me that makes the final decision. I can make a couple suggestions to the good Lord but he is the final decider if things work out a certain way. Prayer is powerful. I am confident in my Lord and that he will lead us in the right direction but for now praying is all I can do.


Life is full of adventure...and it is what you make it! So live it to its fullest potential!