Newly Mrs.

To really understand my newly found title, we must first go back two years ago.

Woah, this is going to be a whirlwind.

Two years ago, I was rolling into my second half of tech school and standing by my side cheering me on was my tech school best friend Mary. Now, while Mary was the one who craved long term relationships, I tended to dwell in the “what's going to happen this weekend?” However; I had started to form some what of a relationship with a guy who at the time was 5.5 years older then me.

As a matter of fact, it was around this time two years ago that I went from the singleton floater that I was and started actually preparing life goals with this man that I briefly knew.

Smart right?

Mary didn't seem to think so but being the overly supportive friend that she was at the time she stood by my infatuation with this man and let it play itself out.

Fast forward two-ish months later: I am crushed, this guy was everything I wanted, too bad he was everything his wife wanted too. The weird part to me still was that his wife knew me, knew what was going on, still dismissed it and acted like it was okay!!

Now me? Did I know he was married.... no. Did I know that he had a son? Yes, but it was always told to me that he adopted his son and that the dirty blonde rough and rowdy boy was not biologically his and that he did it to try to fix a marriage that was unfixable... or so he said.

So two trips to two random cities to spend random weekends with him in hotels, while wedding planning, and trying to figure out if I'd live here or we would live where he was from. My life as I knew it came tumbling down when I found his wedding band in his truck, right there in plain site!

This was not me, I grew up in a broken home with a mother who believed my father cheated (he didn't) which ultimately led to a divorce and my siblings and I growing up in Pennsylvania and Wisconsin. So I knew damn well that I would not be in fact a home wrecker to this guy's messed up home life nor would I be this person to break up a marriage and a family.

So I did what all early 20 year old females do.

I blocked him on all social media and phone services and applications I had. Then I swore off men for awhile.

Now, Mary from tech school was from a different town then I was. Hell, she was even from a different state! It just so happened that when my “relationship” soiled the bed, so did hers. This obviously made us closer. So she would spend weekends on end at my house in Pennsylvania and then we would switch off and I would spend weekends at hers in Ohio. So it was only normal that I began to recognize and know people in her town.

Being alone after the relationship made me feel insignificant, and sick to think there are terrible men out there like my ex. This made me want to vent to no one who knew me and I wanted to vent while feeling absolutely nothing. So I took to the handy dandy WHISPER app...

It just so happens that is exactly where my first conversation with my new husband took place. Venting over some stupid male who treated me and his wife like garbage. It also just so happens that my husband just happened to be one of Mary’s best friends from elementary school.

Small world huh?

Well, once he successfully found me on facebook, and we established a mutual friend, I told him we could be friends but that was it! He was just getting out of a bad marriage, and back from being stationed in Arizona so the only people he really knew and knew well were his family in Ohio.

We “dated” casually, and if you ask him I was his girlfriend long before I actually even wanted to be in a relationship again. However; he made me love again. He became this pillar of strength for me and my family without even trying. He for all intensive purposes saved me from myself.

Mary, though she had a role in our love story, didn't make an effort to be a part of our lives post-graduation. Thats okay though, I know she is doing well for herself.

Hubs and I? Will be together for two years in Febuary, but we have been married for three weeks! I have found the one who makes me feel like I'm flying, makes the world slow down and speed up all at once, and the one who undoubtedly loves every freckle, wrinkle, bruise, scar, and beauty spot that I have just because it makes me, me. He is exactly the one my soul loves.

Oh, and he took my last name! Not because I made him, not because I wanted him to, nor because he hated his. Just simply because he wanted to, and he knew my last name was going to be gone after all my cousins get married and said he wanted to be a part of something bigger than his family name.

So here is to us! The new Mr. & Mrs. Leamer!