His patience, his love

Every road I traveled,

eventually led me back to you. 

In the ten years we spent apart, you crossed my mind from time to time. Your face filled my thoughts at the rarest moments, as I wondered where you ended up and how you were doing.

Unfortunately because how things ended when we were younger, a void I did not know needed filling, stayed that way for way too many years. That void was the friendship we built in high school, a foundation that I now know never could be broken even during the years we did not speak.

At the young age of 16, you left an everlasting imprint on my heart. You showed my heart the power of love, the impact a friendship could have on someone. You were my high school sweetheart, the first boy I let into my world.

Still to this day when I hear Metallica playing on the radio, it brings me back to you and the times we spent playing cards on the patio. And to think, that is just one beautiful memory that often times leaves me smiling.

Fast forward to 2009, as a man, you have changed my world completely. I have grown leaps and bounds because of you.

A breakup that I once thought was the end of the world turned into the biggest blessing. That breakup brought me back to you. That foundation we started a decade earlier, quickly resumed as we filled each other in on the time we spent apart.

The healing began. You let me lean on you through a very trying time. Because of you and your patience, the old me resurfaced again. The old me that went into hiding for almost a decade gained her confidence.

I will never forget the embrace you gave me when we finally parted ways the day we went out to lunch. That hug sent me on a journey back to my teen years in a matter of seconds. That hug reassured me that everything was going to be okay.

Jason you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have shown me unconditional love. A love that has opened my eyes. A love that continues to guide me as we ride this journey of life together.

One of the many reasons why I love this man, his attention to detail.

Sometimes he can sense how I’m feeling before it hits me by knowing and understanding how I react to situations, the shift in my mood, the looks I give without realizing, my demeanor and the tone in my voice.

Because Jason know’s me so well, I always feel safe when I’m with him.

He knows how to calm me down. He knows just what to say to make whatever I’m feeling in that moment disappear. The patience he showcases in those situations is why the calmness takes hold of me. I can feel the love radiating from him when I hear his calming words, or his touch.

Last night was just another example of how in-tuned Jason is to my world, my experiences, my overall well-being.

Jason and I went to an acoustic Nonpoint concert at Capone’s in Johnson City. It was an amazing show for so many reasons.

When we started dating again in 2009, Jason introduced me to Nonpoint for the first time. A month after we began dating we went to a concert in Cape Coral after I got free tickets. We still talk about that night. Most of the time all we have to say is that Nonpoint concert and we both start shaking our heads and laughing.

Although Jason took me to my first concert while we were in high school, that Nonpoint concert was the first concert I really felt. The sounds of the drums and guitars really grabbed a hold of me, as the lyrics spoke to me.

Last night’s show was amazing. Usually Nonpoint puts on a high energy concert, but last night it was low key as they transformed their music into an acoustic version. I heard every lyric as I watched fingers strum the guitar creating a sound that triggered my feet to begin moving and my hips swaying to the beat.

There truly is no better feeling then listening to music live. I love watching a band translate the songs meaning during a live show.

After the concert ended, the band made a presence near the front door of Capone’s. A line quickly formed as the band posed with one fan after another for a picture. Yep, Jason took my picture with the band, which was awesome. I had the opportunity to tell them that I loved their music and it is great motivation while I run!

It was a great night with Jason. Another night we will talk about for years to come. Another memory I will hold close to my heart.

I will forever be grateful that I was blessed with such a caring, loving, funny man who fully enjoys life.

The best man

As I lay in bed, my thoughts go wild, which instantly warms my heart.

Jason and his childhood best friend are out camping tonight, out in the wilderness bonding and creating lifelong memories, which I’m sure they will forever cherish.

I truly cannot put into words of how happy I am that he had this opportunity to be outdoors in this beautiful state that we now call home. After working his ass off, he has a night of peace in nature. I cannot wait to see how refreshed he will be when he gets home today. There’s a certain kind of calmness that takes a hold of him with just a few hours of hiking.

This is the first time Jason and I have been apart, other than work, since March 2013 when I went to Tampa to spend time with my brother and his family before moving to Tennessee.

So, as I try to fall asleep, my thoughts fill with wonderful memories that began again almost five years ago.

Yesterday we went hiking to Laurel Falls, one of Jason’s favorite waterfalls, to show John and Jen. It was a beautiful day and everyone seemed eager to be outdoors and experience those beauties that surround us.

The beginning of the hike was a little hard on me, due to car sickness I just couldn’t shake. On top of that, I questioned myself a lot yesterday, due to the two really hard falls I took the last two times we were out hiking.

Jason of course was understanding,  supportive and encouraging. We decided to hike up alongside the waterfall to check out some campsites where he and John could spend the night.

At one point, the anxiety struck,  my heart instantly sped up as I sat frozen unable to continue. Jason was right there. The embrace he gave me when it was all over meant a lot to me. The patience he shows me is incredible. Patience I lack in myself when those moments of fear grasp a hold of me, squeezing tight making it hard to breathe.  I hope one day those fears and anxiety will subside. I know what I’m capable of, I know there is nothing to fear when we are out hiking.

Today, August 16th is Jason’s birthday, a day that means a great deal to me. This day, this wonderful man who has completely captured my heart, entered this world. Every day since, he has impacted hundreds of lives along the way with his beautiful, giving heart. To say that unselfish heart loves me unconditionally makes my heart skip a beat.

I was and still am one lucky girl to have this man enter my world. To think after almost five years, he still makes me fall in love with him a little more every day, I believe speaks volumes of the relationship we have.

It’s the little moments when he makes my heart smile, those little moments when he has my best interest at heart.

To have a best friend as my boyfriend, my life’s companion, is by far the best thing.

I smiled this morning as Lucy woke me, knowing that as you opened your eyes you would be looking at a beautiful blue sky. That you would be kicking off your birthday with another adventurous hike with your best friend. I can’t wait to hug you and wish you a Happy Birthday when you get home.

Jason you are my whole world, the very best thing in my world. You have shown me and taught me so much over the years.

Happy Birthday baby. I love you more than you’ll ever know.

Loved by all

This past weekend we took Lucy on her first real road trip to Maryland to visit with my brother’s family and celebrate his oldest son’s 3rd birthday.

20140509_135432This poor pup had a hard time as soon as we started our journey. We made it a few miles down the road and she got sick. Jason and I stopped at a Walgreens to get some supplies to clean up the mess. As he went inside to grab some paper towels from the bathroom, I took Lucy for a little walk in the grassy areas giving her yet another opportunity to go to the bathroom. After she went and the mess was cleaned we were on our way again.

Unfortunately after we kept on driving gaining some distance in Virginia, this poor thing got sick again. Thankfully an exit was approaching that had a Wal-Mart and Petco. Jason went into Wal-Mart and bought some paper towels this time, in case we needed them again, and I sat on the curb next to the car trying to get Lucy to drink some water. Jason cleaned up the mess yet again. We drove over to Petco and purchased some medicine that said it would help the car sickness. Of course the pills were huge, and with Lucy still being a puppy, we had to break it down and put it in water to make it easier for her to chew.

After another bathroom break, the three of us got in the car and we were on our way again. This time Lucy remained up front close to us as the shaking subsided. I don’t know if she ever actually fell asleep the entire 8 plus hours we ended up being in the car, but she curled up either on Jason’s lap with her head in the middle of our two seats or on my lap.

The medicine seemed to help, it mellowed her out and she never got sick on our journey again. What should have been a six and a half hour drive to Maryland, turned a lot longer due to our longer stops at rest areas. We both wanted to make sure she had a chance to eat and drink, and well, just get out of the car for a little bit.

When we finally arrived at Tom’s place, after sitting in awful traffic outside of D.C. for a while, we were instantly greeted by my brother. Lucy happy to be out of the car, greeted Tom with her friendly licks before Caleb spotted that his daddy was home.

Lucy and Caleb became instant friends. They started chasing each other . . . it was a sight that made me smile as this little three-year old and a four-month old puppy ran through the thick green grass.

When the running stopped Lucy and Caleb gave me the perfect photo opportunity. I quickly grabbed my cell phone and snapped away as my nephew and puppy shared an incredibly sweet moment. With the numerous pictures I took this weekend, this remained my absolute favorite.

Caleb and LucyThis picture pretty much sums up our two days in Maryland . . . After this moment Caleb and Lucy were always close to each other.

As the night went on, Tom put his two sons to bed and Jason and I remained on the porch with his wife’s best friend’s boyfriend talking about dogs and life in general.

After a while Tom reappeared and asked if he could borrow Lucy for a while.

Of course I said sure. Tom put Lucy in bed with Caleb. By this point, I’m sure Lucy was waiting for a moment like this, a quite time where she could get some sleep after her exhausting little day. So, what did this little pup do, curled up with my nephew and helped put him to sleep.

You never know how puppies, well dogs in general, are going to act around kids. My little Lucy was such an angel.

Throughout the two days we spent in Maryland, Lucy was the topic of everyone’s conversation. It was so much fun hearing how well-behaved and cute she was by Lisa’s family. She loved everyone and soaked up all the attention she could get, which really was not that hard. I heard from numerous people that they wanted to take her home.

I’m so glad Jason made this trip happen. Although it was an exhausting ride there and back, he made it happen.

I got to spend two days with my adorable nephews and little brother, as well as catch up with Lisa and her family.

This weekend also showed me why I love Jason so much. He has shown me time and time again that he will do just about anything for me to make me happy. Well this weekend was no exception. His patience with Lucy was amazing to see as we tried to make her as comfortable as we could on the car ride to Maryland and home.

Whenever we make trips, Jason 99.9 pecent of the time drives the entire distance, which he did again this trip on the way to and from Maryland.

We didn’t leave Maryland until almost 9 p.m. Saturday night because Jason wanted to make sure I got to spend time with my family. With that said, we didn’t arrive back home until after 4 Sunday morning. This incredible man then got up and went to work before 10 a.m. that morning.

The entire time we were visiting with my brother, Jason was hard to find. He was constantly in the kitchen helping prepare the party’s meals, at the grill cooking the hamburgers and hotdogs, making popcorn and cotton candy or cutting up the cake after we sang Happy Birthday to Caleb. Jason was also quick to help move that or clean up this the entire day. I love that he helps when we are at family functions.

Since we brought Lucy, I wasn’t in the mix of all the preparing because I wanted to keep her out of the kitchen. So every chance I had I helped with the boys, which was easy. Caleb and I walked Lucy, played with Lucy and had some incredibly sweet conversations.

Although we came home exhausted I am so glad we made that trip. Lucy too, she slept almost the entire day on Sunday.

You don’t realize how much you truly miss family until you get to spend some quality time with them. The last time I saw Tom and his family was in October. His boys have grown so much. His son Colton just turned a year old and has such a sweet personality. He eventually warmed up to me, as we both made each other smile.

This trip filled a gap that I didn’t know was growing. May 1 marked a year since we moved to Tennessee. Although we had the opportunity to see Tom and his family in October, as well as my mom and younger sister, I miss the rest of my family something fierce.

I’m truly fortunate to have a man who understands how incredibly important family is to me . . . and will do anything to make sure I get to spend some quality time with them when we can make it happen.

 

Patience

Why do people have such a lack of patience these days?

My paper, which typically is delivered all over Pine Island every Tuesday morning, did not show up this morning, well at all for that matter.

I have lost count of the number of people who have stuck their head in the door complaining that the paper is not out yet, as well as people calling and asking where is the Eagle.

I had one woman who stopped by the office twice; both times agitated it has not been delivered.

So I continued to smile and share what I have shared a couple dozen times before, which by the way was the same answer she heard the first time.

It was amazing to hear some of the responses … the attitude, the nonstop questions.

Don’t sweat the small stuff, life will go on.

Although the paper has been routinely delivered every Tuesday, the Eagle technically does not hit the streets until Wednesday. The date that graces the top of the paper reads Wednesday, which is then followed by the month, date and year. When you start to explain this to a retired community – that the paper is technically not late as of yet – they instantly reply well it has been delivered on Tuesday for as long as I can remember. Please listen, I know it is out of your routine, but your paper will be delivered. It was printed on time, it just has not arrived on the island yet.

Yes, I do have to admit that a few people were very understanding, as they replied OK while smiling. They displayed patience, they understand and yes they will return bright and early tomorrow morning.

Patience I thought was taught at a young age. Well that is what I experienced in my parents house growing up, since I had so many siblings.

Is this something that is forgotten over time? When did people give up on patience?

Multiple people shared that they checked all over the island and nobody has the paper, while asking is it not being printed this week? A couple times I had to hold back laughter because of how dramatic people became.

Although I am flattered that the community is that excited to read the paper hot off the press every week, it was quite comical to see how bent out of shape people became.

I am simply amazed of the reaction of so many people today . . .

I pray that the paper is delivered first thing in the morning, so these people can return back to their weekly routine, which of course will be a day late this week …