a little about my life.

      I grew up in North Carolina. It really was a picturesque childhood with the “perfect family”, the father, the mother, the older son, and the younger daughter. (Why that makes it the perfect family I don’t know.) I love my family; I couldn't imagine a better childhood. My best friends living within walking distance and sleep overs with my very best friend every weekend. Not to mention parents that would give everything they have to make my brother's and my life the best possible. 

      My father joined the Army way before I was born, I grew up a military brat, I have never known the "civilian" lifestyle and from the time I can remember I swore I wouldn't marry a military man. Living by one of the largest Army bases, my mother asked what if I fell in love with someone who wanted to join. I told her point blank that I would tell them that it’s the military or me. I wouldn't do "that to my children" At the time I was serious .My father missed a lot, not by choice it was his duty. I knew that he loved me and if he could he would be right there. It wasn't until I was older that I realized that he was. He would write letters just to me or my brother, we would have adventures when he was home, and my favorite he would send flowers to me when I had something special going on at school. I am not saying these things wouldn't have happened if he had a 9-5 job. But because of his unusual work schedule we have a special relationship that nothing can break. I am still a daddy's girl and will always be. One that I didn't realize until my now husband told me he did wanted to "join". 

      My husband, my then high school sweet heart, told me that he wanted to join the Coast Guard after we had been dating (if you can really call it that in high school) for three years.  I was madly in love and knew he was going to be my husband and the father of my children one day. That day was September 15, 2007 (Apparently I didn't know anything about love when I was a kid. I couldn't imagine breaking up with him just because he felt the same way my father did, even if it was for a different branch of the military) shortly after I moved to Virginia to be with him.

      In May of 2010 I found out my life was going to change. I didn't know it, I felt it, but didn't really know that I was pregnant with my sweet little boy -lime. He was born in January 2011 after what I remember a very blissful pregnancy other than the last month or so. In March of 2012 I found out that I was “expecting “again. My sweet little girl- baby girl, was born October 2012. Yes it was planned.

      I am now living in Oregon, a place I have wanted to live ever since I watched “The Goonies” as a kid.