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Friday, February 10, 2012

My Man

I get a lot of emails asking about my husband.  Some are just curious about his time as a Marine or how we met. Some are more invasive.  A few boldly ask me if he went out to kill the bad guy or why he isn't more involved in my training.

I appreciate the emails and the questions and I realize I put myself out there and that is going to open me up to a lot of things, but what I write on this blog is not the complete picture of our lives.  My husband is a very private person.  He is a man of few words and has absolutely zero desire to be in the limelight.  Actually, until this blog, I was also very private and we are both surprised at how much I share here.  I have had more than one of my closest friends contact me and be actually concerned for my mental state because sharing so much is extremely uncharacteristic. My oldest son has said on more than one occasion, "Who are you?"  "Growing up you wouldn't even let me tell people we know, where we live."(I still don't do that)  I have personal FB page that has around 40 people.  For the longest time it had 20, but I have added some of my new shooting buddies to the group.  The point being, the people on there are my actual friends(a few are new friends) that I share my life with, but outside of that, few people know much about us.  You all know way more about me than people I interact with everyday.  If you have been with me from the beginning then you know the evolution and how I became to be more open and why I have chosen to share so much here, but what I share is about my journey, not his.

Having said that, I will tell you a little bit about him.  He is smokin hot.  He has calves to die for.  I have been married to him for 22 years and he makes my knees go weak every time he walks through the door.  It's a cliche, but it's true. 

He is brilliant. He really is.  He is loyal.  His friends, his children and his Marines will tell you that. He is cool, calm, and collected almost all the time.  He does have a temper, I have heard.  A Marine or two has been on the wrong end of that and needless to say, he rarely has repeat offenders. He is enormously kind and intensely protective. He has saved me a million times over.  He is strong and brave.  He has an inner calm that steadies me.  I never feel more safe or nurtured than when I am with him.  He is very in tune to me.  After our daughter made the revelation that more happened that day than I had originally shared, he said he knew.  He didn't know what had happened, but he knew there was more to the story. He never asked, not once.  He said it wasn't important for him to know anything until I was ready.  His said his job is to protect me, care for me, to help me find my way back and he didn't need any details to know how to that. 

We have never talked about it, but I assume after I was mugged, he had some anger and a desire to make that problem go away for me, but he never said so.  He never once lost his temper or exclaimed that he was off to find the guy and beat him to a pulp.  His focus was on me.  Revenge, there is no way that would have been healing for me. He has had the sole role of protector for 20 years and he relishes in it.  He loves to take care of me from doing everything he can to be sure no one causes me an ounce of pain(totally unrealistic which is why he helps me learn to do it for myself)  to bringing me coffee, every single morning. I imagine watching me go off on my own has been hard on him, but if it has, he has given no indication.  He has been my biggest supporter.  

He is the funniest person I know.  We have serious conversations, of course, but 99% of our time is spent laughing til we cry.  Honestly, I laugh that hard, everyday. I love my friends and I love doing things on my own, but if you asked me my favorite thing in the world to do, it would be hanging with him, regardless of what, I would rather be doing it with him.  Although, if I got to pick, we would be out shooting somewhere. Just for the record, he is a darn good shot.  I am not just braggin' here, the dude can shoot. It's annoying.

That is pretty much my man.
 


18 Comments:

At February 10, 2012 at 6:15 AM , Blogger eiaftinfo said...

Sounds like all is as it should be. Enjoy the journey!!

 
At February 10, 2012 at 6:53 AM , Blogger Stephen said...

You are a lucky lady...bet he and I would be very good friends...thanks for your story.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 6:58 AM , Blogger Robert Fowler said...

From a old Marine, tell him Semper Fi. He sounds like someone I would be proud to associate with.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 7:08 AM , Blogger poniegirl004 said...

He's a keeper!

 
At February 10, 2012 at 7:21 AM , Blogger Tango said...

I usually don't ask about spouses. Besides, the fact that yours is a Jarhead is good enough for me...

From one Marine to another, tell him Semper Fi for me and shake his hand for fixing what was really broken.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 8:05 AM , Blogger Larry said...

Ooh-rah.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 9:36 AM , Blogger AKgrrrl said...

Thanks for letting us into your life:)

 
At February 10, 2012 at 10:02 AM , Blogger BlueEyedBaby said...

It's one of my goals in life, to find that someone who truely is my other half. Here's to another 22 years and more. :)

 
At February 10, 2012 at 10:06 AM , Blogger Shepherd K said...

Every Marine is a riflemen. I wouldn't expect him to be anything less than a good shot. I also wouldn't be surprised if he were quietly arranged something for your attacker.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 10:37 AM , Blogger GunDiva said...

You got a good one. And you have to be careful of the quiet ones, usually their wit is unmatchable.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 11:25 AM , Blogger Molly B. said...

Loved this post and I wish you many more decades of laughter together! :) I had to laugh at Sheperd K's remark about not being surprised if he was arranging somethiing quietly. :D. Maybe it's a Mariine thing - that quiet, noble, brave, fiercely protective spirit (and expert shooting!) because my husband is the same way...on second thought, the Marines probably just honed and sharpened the character that was already there. In any case, I feel very blessed to have my husband and I can tell you feel the same about yours...You are BOTH blessed to have each other! Thanks for sharing your heart warming post. ;)

 
At February 10, 2012 at 11:33 AM , Blogger Maura said...

My man is a Former Marine, and this post could well have described him, too. Private, quiet, strong, funny as heck. A crack shot, strongly protective of me and our son.

He's been out of the Marines for a long while, but still wears his hair high and tight, still tucks his shirt into his pants in that funny folded way all Marines are taught in boot camp.

 
At February 10, 2012 at 2:01 PM , Blogger Amy said...

Love, love, love this post! And I loved hearing about your man. It's so NICE to hear about a man a woman can RESPECT. My husband is like that. After being married to someone who had no respect for me, nor did he command any himself, it's been a nice reprieve! xoxo

 
At February 10, 2012 at 2:06 PM , Blogger Kirk said...

Sounds like a great guy, one I'd be proud to know. I hope my wife says something similar about me on occasion...

 
At February 10, 2012 at 6:43 PM , Blogger 45er said...

It's great that you have someone like that. Mrs. 45er and I are inseparable. I don't even like spending the weekend away from her. We're probably disgusting to people that know us. I could tell you had a strong, supportive person that allowed you to grow and get stronger. I'm happy for you.

 
At February 11, 2012 at 2:36 PM , Blogger Mikeo said...

Sounds like you've got a good man.

 
At February 11, 2012 at 2:52 PM , Blogger The Girl With Camera said...

You're a lucky gal. I'm sure there's a lot of gals who hope they can find their own man like that someday. :) God bless.

 
At February 12, 2012 at 8:55 PM , Blogger Jennifer said...

I love this. Among my passions is marriage. Good, solid marriages. My husband is my best friend. We share each other's adventures. Ask anyone that has met us, we are sickeningly cute.
I love hearing that other people married their best friend. I see so many relationships fail that it warms my heart to hear about the good ones.

 

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