So, here I am a year and a half later. Things can't change that much in a year and a half right? Wrong. Dead wrong. Oh my gosh how wrong that statement is.
Mewzer died :-( actually before my last post. I'm still a bit broke up about that. Then Barbara's horse Ally died. Yeah, great year right? I didn't make it to my 30th high school reunion but I did get my Service Dog. That's another subject to cover too. Got the fence up at the Armadillo house for the horses after Barbara's new horse was not fitting in well, we have chickens, my back has been a mess. Oh, don't let me get started on that one. But... as the proverbial saying goes... that's not all.
I met a man. Yep, a real for true live one. A real keeper, so I'm keeping him. That means a move. That's another fun story... for another time.
Barbara Ann is struggling with it although not nearly as much as she was. It hadn't occurred to me she hadn't really known me in a relationship. She was only five when her Dad and I split up. I hadn't dated anyone, didn't say a whole lot about the topic, so for her it was a pretty big upset.
The horses like it, and the donkey too. Yeah, the donkey is another story.
It's actually an upset for all of us. Mark is a brilliant man, great sense of humor. Oh man... that's another story and a really good one. Looks like all I need to do is review this blog and I'll have material for months. Anyway, Mark's sense of humor fits the Berlin sense of humor in a way I didn't think was possible. Yeah, it sure is nice.
Mark is also a man of great Faith. He's a bit conservative and Evangelical in his belief so we don't always see eye to eye however on only a few things. The important part though is we truly are equally yoked and boy is that an experience that if you've never experienced it... wow! Yeah, another story in that one too.
Mark is a truly brilliant man. As a disabled Veteran, before his injuries made him truly disabled he was a high school agriculture teacher. He's also a lover of history and odd facts. Yep, another matching point that's lots of fun and you guessed it... another story. ;-)
Oh, and his national heritage... now this has been a learning experience that BA and I are both really enjoying. Mark is half Blackfoot and yes, that is another story.
Unfortunately, Mark like myself hasn't always had the benefit of a loving, supportive relationship. Even worse, while we can all complain about our parents, Mark's were a whole other level of dysfunctional. He did have Grandmothers that saw the abuse and doted on him the best they could, but his parents.... some people shouldn't have kids. Well, I'm glad they did because now I have Mark... oh now that's a paradox and a whole other topic.
So, both Mark and I struggle with some things. He's been alone a whole lot longer than I have so we both have those fun "set in your ways" rabbit trails. As a matter of fact, I did warn Mark that when I got a creative writing urge or any lift of writer's block for that matter I will become glued to the computer. That's one of my less fun quirks I'm sure. To be fair though, I warned him. The look on his face was pretty priceless when I poked his head in to make sure I knew what time it is. Of course I know what time it is ( I'm inwardly rolling my eyes as I type) but that doesn't mean a thing. I'm writing! Can't let those blog bunnies get away where I can't find them much less catch them again now can I? :-PWell, I really need to hit the hay. But I gotta admit, there's no material lacking here! LOL!!! And, I'll go ahead and upload a picture of Mark and I with the beautiful lady that brought us together. Ya'll have a blessed day and remember... there's nothing quite like being that woman that when your feet hit the floor in the morning the devil says "Oh shit! She's up again!!!"
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