just a little longer

I hope everyone will be patient just a little longer. I just recently moved and do not have Internet up and running yet. I am at a Starbucks right now..hehe. I hope to have everything up and running by next week. I am so sorry for the lack of posts. With being sick, starting this new job, and moving it has been crazy. By this time next week everything will be back to normal. I am hoping I can get a post up, after work tomorrow but forgive me if I can't make it. I hope everyone keeps reading, and thanks a million for everyone's patience.

Love,
A.

Moving on

***I just wanted to let everyone know that this past week has been insane. I just started my job, and as a new attorney it is overwhelming. I move to another state on Saturday and have been training this whole week. I wake up, go to work, come home and pack, and finally to bed. I have also had a horrible cold and high fever to top it all off. I wanted to at least post something this week.***



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As Meg and I sat in silence, I couldn't help but let my mind wander. I wasn't sure why she was here, or what she wanted. I figured I had given her many chances, now I would sit and wait for her to make the first move.



"I don't even know where to start," she muttered.



I sat there without saying a word. For the first time I felt angry. I mean I was angry before, but not like this. Before I would be angry, but always felt that I could give her another chance. This time I wasn't to sure.



"I guess the first thing I should do is apologize," I tried to interrupt her to say it wasn't really worth it anymore, but she held her hand up to stop me, so I let her keep going.



"I know an apology isn't worth much , but I figured an explanation is the least that you deserve after all I have put you through."



"I guess an explanation couldn't really make things any worse," I replied.



I sat there in shock as the words came out of Meg's mouth. After what seemed like hours she was finally done with the whole story. I didn't know what to think. What I found out was that back when Pat and I were dating, Meg found out her parents were having issues. These weren't normal issues. Her mom found out her dad was having an affair. Meg was upset and wanted nothing to do with her dad, but her mom decided to look the other way.



Meg was angry and hurt and wanted someone to feel her pain. She did not lash out at her parents because she felt they were feeling enough. Instead she lashed out at me. She slept with Pat and broke my heart instead. She became what she was so busy hating in her own life, she became the other woman. This became a pattern for her. She would feel angry at her parents and take it out on me. Why on me, this I did not understand.



Her mom, still to this day, looks the other way when it comes to her husband's affair. Meg to this day this had not lashed out at her parents.

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I will try to finish this tomorrow. I can barely get out of bed, and I am hoping to feel better soon.

So Sick

Hey everyone,

Sorry for the lack of posts this week. I am sooo sick. I have been dealing with a cold that seems to get worse and worse. I start work on Monday, so I wanted to really rest up this weekend. I might get around to a post this weekend. For sure there will be a post on Sunday.

Love,
A.

Time to Party

The last couple of weeks have been crazy. We have spent most of our time with Aaron and his parents. But his dad is up and about and even asking for steak and wine...haha.

Now that things are finally returning to normal, Emma wanted to throw that engagement party for us. Aaron and I were so excited to get some celebrating time in. We hadn't really had a chance to celebrate with friends, so this was something we were definitely looking forward to.

We both got ready at my apartment and headed out. I wanted to make sure I took my time getting ready. I figured there would be lots of picture being taken with various friends, so why not look cute..hehe. I went with a brown strapless dress that had the cutest diamond broach and satin trim at the waist line. It was adorable, and looked amazing with my satin brown heels. Aaron looked good enough to eat. He had on khaki dress pants and a striped button down shirt. I just love him in those button downs.

When we got to Emma's place the place was already packed. We were having so much fun. Emma had taken the time to make picture boards of pictures of both Aaron and I growing up, and as a couple. I was so touched that she had gone through so much trouble. People were making toasts and sharing funny stories. The wine was flowing and everyone seemed to be having a great time.

I was raising my glass of wine when Emma came over to me. She asked if she could talk to me, and I have to admit the tone in her voice kind of made me worry.

"So?," she asked. "Are you guys having a good time A.?"

"The best Emm.", I said leaning in to her to give her a hug. "Thanks so much for doing this."

"I love you, it's my pleasure. But...don't get mad at me okay. But I kinda invited Meg. And, she kinda brought Pat with her," she said and closed her eyes bracing herself for what she assumed would be a horrible reaction on my part.

"It's okay," I said. "I know the problem is between Meg and me. It has nothing to do with you. I won't lie and say I wish she wouldn't be here, but whatever she's here now and I am having to good of a time to let her ruin it for me."

I went back to Aaron and continued to enjoy myself. I saw Meg out of the corner of my eye, but I was determined not to let her ruin it for me. She had ruined enough. Yet, in the back of my mind I couldn't help but want to run up to her and fill her in on everything that had been going on in my life. I wanted to show her my ring and have her squeal in excitement with me. I wanted her to want to help me plan my dream wedding.

I was in the middle of a group of girls, with my hand extended out as they all squealed over my ring and asked how Aaron had proposed, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and came face to face with Meg.

"Can we talk?," she asked.

I wasn't really sure what to do. I looked over to where Aaron was and noticed him looking at me. He was ready to head over to me, but I held up my hand to him to stop him. I nodded my head and excused myself from the group. Meg and I walked in silence until we reached Emma's bedroom.

Life is unpredictable

There I was in my own little world. Enjoying walking hand in hand with the man I loved. Knowing that we were going to start our lives together and that we had the blessing of our families. Everything was perfect. Everything was perfect until we saw an ambulance fly by. We turned to see where it was going and noticed it stopped at the restaurant we had just left. Both our parents were still there, and of course sometimes you can't help but think the worst.

Aaron squeezed my hand, and said, "I'm sure everything is fine."

Just as I was about to tell him he was probably right, my cell phone rang. It was mom. She was frantic. She told us to come back to the restaurant. Aaron's dad had had a heart attack and was being rushed to the ER. I told her we were heading right back, closed my cell phone, and with tears in my eyes I looked up at Aaron.

"I'm so sorry," I said to him. "We have to go back to the restaurant. Your dad....your dad he had a heart attack," I managed to choke out.

I saw a look of utter horror in his eyes. We turned and started running back to the restaurant. When we reached it, they were taking his dad in a stretcher and heading for the ambulance. My mom had her arms around Aaron's mom. Aaron ran up to his mom and enveloped her in a hug.

They had to get to the hospital and only one person could ride with him. Aaron's mom was not in the best state, so he got in the ambulance with his dad. Right before he climbed in, he leaned in kissed me, and whispered, "I love you. Please take care of my mom."

After the ambulance left, my parents, Aaron's mom, and myself headed to the hospital. I sat in the back with her and she held my hand the entire ride.

"A. He is so lucky to have you. My son could not have picked a better woman to have in his life," she said in between sobs.

We got to the hospital and it seemed that no one knew where his dad was. It took us almost 20 minutes to find someone who could point us in the right direction. Finally we were making our way through a long corridor to where we would be made to sit and wait.

After what seemed like hours, Aaron emerged from behind doors. He had tears in his eyes, and I thought the worst.

"He's going to be okay. The doctor said it was just a mild heart attack."

He walked towards his mom and she fell apart in his arms. Sobbing and thanking God at the same time. Once Aaron took her back to the room they had his dad in, he came back out and looked like he had aged 10 years. He looked tired and worn out.

I stood up as I saw him walk out and he immediately walked towards me. He put his arms around me, leaned his head on my shoulder and cried. I had never seen him cry, but I was glad he was crying out of relief and not out of grief.

My parents left about an hour later, and Aaron and I stayed behind. His mom spent the night in the room with his dad, and we slept in the waiting room. Aaron wanted to be there when his dad woke up. The next morning, we were woken up by a nurse telling us we could go in and see him. At hearing that, Aaron tensed up.

"What's wrong?," I asked him.

"I know I was with him yesterday. But last night that was the adrenalin getting me through it. I am afraid to see him A. He looked so weak. My dad is a big strong man. Seeing him like this makes me realize he could leave me at any minute."

I grabbed his hand in mine, and said, "It is because we don't know what could happen from one minute to the next that we need to treasure the minutes we do get."

He stood up, grabbed my hand and headed for the room. His dad was awake and ready for company by the time we walked in. He was full of jokes. Complaining he needed real food not jello, and saying the hospital gown was just not his color.

We spent the rest of the day in the hospital with his dad. We even ate the jello with him and towards the end of the evening we were all through thinking about the tragedy that could have been, but instead grateful for what we still had.

So sorry

Hey everyone,

I am so sorry for the lack of post this past week. Thing here have been CRAZY. I will hopefully have time to write tomorrow, since I have so much to catch everyone up on.

I have to share my news with everyone because I am super excited. I got my first attorney job!!! I have been busy working out the details and making plans to move across the state in about two weeks.

I will be back tomorrow if not saturday for sure with a couple of posts. I just wanted to share my news with everyone so you guys would know why I have been MIA.

Love,
A.

Spreading the News

Dinner with the parents was great. We had agreed on Saturday night for dinner, and our parents were meeting us at the restaurant. When we arrived both our parents were already there. Did I mention, this was the first time they were actually meeting? Well, yeah, I was a little nervous to say the least.

Much to my amusement, our parents where chatting away like old friends by the time we arrived. They had both apparently gotten there super early and ran into each other at the bar. Aaron's mom actually went up to my mom to ask her if they were my parents, apparently my mom and I look identical. Anyways, once they introduced themselves and they started chatting both dads found a common love of bourbon. By the time we got there they had a couple drinks in them and happy as can be.

We hugged everyone, chatted a bit, and soon we were ordering. Half way through the meal I felt Aaron's hand on my leg. He gave me a look that said, "I think it's time to tell them." I took the lead and cleared my throat before I began to talk. I had kept my hand concealed most of the night so they hadn't seen the ring. Or perhaps, they had and were waiting for us to say something (which I think is the more likely one).

"Mom, dad, 'Aaron's parents'. We have something we want to tell you guys. We...," before I could get anything else out Aaron grabbed my hand raised it up from under the table and with a huge grin on his blurted out, "I asked her to marry me and she said 'yes'".

The mom's started to tear up. My mom immediately got up and came over to me to hug me and whimpered something about her little girl growing up. My dad shook Aaron's hand and then pulled him into a hug. His mom came over and hugged me so tight I thought I would stop breathing, and his dad enveloped me along with his mom into a hug.

When everyone finally returned to their seats, Aaron's dad called the waiter over and ordered champagne for everyone in the restaurant. He stood up and proudly declared, "My son is getting married!" My dad not wanting to feel left out, also stood out and yelled out, "To my daughter!" The restaurant exploded into laughter and applause, and I could feel my face growing hot.

The rest of dinner went by without any cheering or buying rounds of drinks for the restaurant. The mom's were full of questions. When? Where? Colors? Church? I laughed because we had not had enough time to discuss all these things, but we did tell them that we were waiting until we graduated and took the bar exam. Our parents were so proud at that moment they were beaming.

We finished dinner had more wine to celebrate and finally said goodnight to our parents. We went home, walking hand in hand. I was completely content with my life. I let out a sigh of relief and for a moment everything felt perfect. Too bad the moment was short lived.