MrsAmaya
02-22-2006, 10:35 PM
Well, not sure if this is really where this belongs, but here we go...
I always knew that there were plenty of people out there that met there SO while he/she was in jail and always questioned the whole thing... theeennnn... it was April 26th 2005 and I found myself behind bars myself facing a very uncertain future... I was and well, still am facing a very heavy charge... well I really don't have family all that I had at the time that I went in was a husband that really wasn't the man for me and 4 beautiful babies that well... OK there's a long ass story that goes behind it all, one day I'll spill it out for you all but for now, back to Dave and me...
May 19th mail call comes and one of the guards (super cutie) comes and dumps the mail in my cell... my bunkie runs to get the mail like she always did (she got mail everyday, I got mail like 2 maybe 3 times a week) she goes through the stack of mail and hands me mine... I pick up the letters there's one from my husband that contained some pictures of my kiddos that I had requested from him and then, there's this envelope with a pretty drawing of a dove sitting on 2 hearts with my name on them... so at first glance, I think that she has given me her mail by mistake (I had not noticed my name yet) so I pass it back to her... she looks at it and asks what she is supposed to do with my mail I look at it again and dang, she's right, it was for me...hhhmmmm.... who is it from?? so I look at the return address on it and it's from the CJ that I'm in...hhmm.... I don't recognize the name and I ask her if she knows who the guy is... nope... hmmm... I open the letter and there is 2 pages in it I begin to read them and they are from 2 different guys Anthony (David's cousin) and David (my schnookums:D ) so I'm reading and laughing my azz off (these guys are pretty funny) so they are just asking what's going on over on our side of the world, that they've noticed me when going to rec and when I go to visit and blah blah... so I sit down and answer their letters and said OK, no biggie... right? well, that's what I thought... the next night, the envelope is sitting on my desk, just staring at me and then i begin to think, I didn't thank whoever it was that did the drawing for the time that he took to make it cuz it was beautiful... so I sit down with my bunkie and we begin to try to figure out who it really was that did the envelope... I decide that it was David and proceed to write another letter to him just to thank him for the drawing and to BS with him some more... then, that was it... so I thought...a few days later, I get another letter from the 2 of them that was just full of more BS and stuff and so begins the exchange of just regular ole BS letters... they started out twice a week then 3 times and then I begin to notice that Anthony's letters begin to slowly fade away and David's begin to get longer and more personal and funnier and they just come more and more... 2-3-4 and even 5 a week... then, he even starts sending what we call FedEx mail with the trustees... just sweet little nothings that were just to say that I was thinkin about you and stuff like that... the best part of all these letters is that they would always come at the time when I just really needed his words to make a day better and brighter... he'd always be standing right there as I was going to visit and smile and tell me that it was going to be OK (visits with the husband usually sucked major azz) and he'd shoot me a kite (means send me a letter) with the FedEx guys at lunch time just to say keep your head up... so then after a month of this, he starts to talk about how he's really starting to feel something that we connect on different levels and just other kinda things and I already knew that I was feeling it too... come on I'd act like a little kid when I'd get a letter from him... my knees would shake and I'd sweat when I got his letters... I had to read his letters 3 times before I really knew what it was that he was saying... it was awesome... I felt like a kid all over again and I loved every second of it... so then on June 23rd I get a letter from him and written on the outside back of the envelope in red was "Yo, Stop playing and handle up, How do you want this to be... no B/S" I was thinking "Huh?" and was wondering what he'd been smoking do I read and reread and reread the letter and yep, he was talking about us taking it a step up and being together and wondering what the future had to hold and he asked me if I thought I could handle being with him... I cried for a while and sat down to write back to him that turned out to be a 13 page letter, I answered him line for line... so we kept on writing and exchanging info about one another and I fell deeper and deeper for him...
I went to court on July 25th and got my bond reduced low enough to finally get out and the people that had been fighting to get me out were there to pay my bond and bring me home... as I walked back to my cell, I ended up having to wait right in front of the window to his cell and all the guys alerted him that I was out there and he walks up to the window and asked what had happened, I informed him of how things went and he looked excited for me at first then suddenly looked sad... he said that I'd just forget him and go on with my life as soon as I hit the free again... I can still see it like it was yesterday... I looked right at him and said "are you crazy or what, I'll never forget about you or leave you here alone... I Love You David!"... umm... what?? Did I really just say that to him?? nuh uh not me... yeppers I did... he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said "it's about damn time you tell me that... I Love You too!!" so I finally get put back in my cell (the guard had "forgotten" to press the button--love those guards in county) I was shaking and didn't even want to pack my stuff... so I sit down to write him the last letter that I'd have to write from that cell and then got my things together... I was informed that due to some issues they wouldn't be able to process my paperwork till the next day so i settled back in my bunk for a long long night and slept and dreamt of his face all night... so I came home and the first thing I did waassss??? You guessed it, wrote to him... the next day, I get a phone call from an 800 number... sorry, I don't know anyone with an 800 number so I ignored it and then next thing you know my cell phone alerts me that I have a voice mail... huh?? IT WAS HIM!! Oh my!! So he tells me that he just called to wish me the best and the he can't stop thinking about me and he'd call again in a bit... I held my phone so tight and didn't want to let go of it and then it rang again... "Hello" I say trying to sound all calm and collected (I was yelling inside, doing cartwheels and jumping around he just couldn't know that) I fell apart as he says "Hey baby" OH MY!!!! we talk for just a couple of minutes and as we hang up, he says "I Love You baby... ppllleeaassee just don't forget me... I really don't want to get hurt again... I Really Do Love You" then the phone goes silent!!! the calling card had run out of time... OH!!!! so I sat down to write again and answer the things that he had just said... jumped back on the phone and called the jail to ask when it would be that I could go for visit the srg. said I had to wait 6 weeks... was he crazy or something?? 6 weeks yeah right!! I got in touch with David's mom and told her that I was a friend of Dave's and wanted to tag along for visit she said great sounds like a nice idea, I'll meet you there Saturday.... YAY!! So we went and when we got in, the Srg looked at me, shook his head and said "get your azz in there and just behave!!" As we saw them bringing the guys in for visit, I stayed back towards the back of the crowd of people that were going into the room, his mom was the first person in the door, but he saw me... he knew that I was coming but I didn't tell him... he flashed me the biggest smile I had ever seen!! My eyes started to fill with tears and my knees began to shake!! I stood behind his mother as she talked to him through the little speaker thing in the glass and he looked at me the whole time he talked to her... I waited till she finshed reporting all the family news and the took my place on the little seat in front of him... he leaned in and whispered "I Love You" then he got weird look on his face... he had gotten a whiff of my perfume through the speaker thing (this happens when a door in the room is opened, causes a vacume that sucks the smells through the speaker) he went nutz it was funny, we talked for about 10 minutes then visit was up... I went to every visit Tuesday and Saturday for 2 months...
I prepaid for his calls to go to my cell phone and we talked every day for about an hour... on September 19th (4 months after the first letter) we were on the phone and talking about all kinds of things and he begins to talk about getting his divorce... he asks me to find out what he can do to get it while he's in there...I just say OK... then he begins to say "I just know that this is something that I have to do... we've been apart for 12 years already and we've tried to do it several times, just never finalized it, but I HAVE TO do it this time... HAVE TO" again I just say OK, I'll look into it... then realize that he wants me to ask why... so then I ask "why is it so important now?" He just says "cuz it is" so I tell him "nah, you're saying it for a reason, what's on your mind?" then the operator chimes in "you have 30 seconds remaining" (I HATE THAT OPERATOR, SHE NEEDS TO MIND HER OWN BUSINESS!!) and he says "you're on my mind... I Love You and want you to be mine forever... Baby will you marry me? then that damn operator chimes in "thank you for using EverComm... Goodbye" I'm yelling YES YES YES over her and I hear him chuckle as the call ends!! UGH!!! so he calls right back and says are you gonna answer me or just leave me hanging... oh so he's got jokes now... so i say, "what do you mean answer me? did you ask me a question?" yep, that one got him... he says "nevermind it wasn't important" "No David, repeat yourself, what did you ask me?" "Nope it was nothing" "Say it!!" "Nuh uh" "I said YES David I said Yes" "Yeah I know you did, it just felt good to hear it... I Love You" aaaawwwwww!!!!
then in October I was admitted to the hospital and had to have my gall bladder taken out... he called when I was still in the ER just coming out of the painkillers they had given me and he said he knew that something was wrong, he couldn't sleep... he made the guard turn the phone on in his cell cuz he HAD to call... it was 2am and I was in bad shape... he made me feel better though... I stayed in the hospital for 2 weeks and he called everyday and even sent his mom and aunt to check on me... when I got out of the hospital I started getting this weird feeling in my stomach and it WASN'T the surgery... the next day was visit so I had a friend of mine drive me to the jail to see him and I just knew that he was writing to someone else so I asked and of course he lied about it... so i probed and found what I was looking for so I cried and told him that it was over!! I was not going to invest 2 years of my life that was already complicated enough to another liar!! I left there feeling half dead... I had just lost part of me (again, not talking about the surgery) How could he do that to me?? He just asked me to marry him... he meant it!! I said yes and I meant IT!!! but you know what FLUNK IT!! I don't need him!!! yet I couldn't even move... I didn't want to do anything... I let about 2 days pass and it hurt more and more as the minutes passed... how could this be happening? We had never made love, never kissed, never held hands... never even touched!! So screw him!! I Will get over it!! HAHAHA boy was I wrong!! I found myself calling the jail late at night just to talk to the 3rd shift about him... they'd even turn on the intercom to his cell so that I could hear him talking to the guys... they'd say "Hey Amaya" and I'd hear him say what the hell do you want at 2 in the morning" so one night I told one of the guards to ask him why I hadn't been to visit... at first he says "what the Flunk is it to you?" then says "not that it's any of your business, but I screwed up" awww....
So the rest of October passes and I got a few letters and he even made me the cutest Halloween card but I stood my ground! I didn't write, I just kept tabs on him as I could... then here comes December 22... I call the jail to talk to the guys and they tell me he caught chain!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO he can't go cuz I haven't swallowed my pride and gone to see him again!! NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!! So I log onto TDCJ website the next day (December 23) and there he is Dominguez Unit State Jail, San Antonio Texas... only 5 hours away but worlds away from me... :::GULP::: <<<<Swallowed pride... sat down and wrote to him and even ordered him paper and envelopes and wired him some money... then guess what... the next day, just as he's getting his package delivered to the unit.... I GOT A LETTER FROM HIM dated December 23!!!! He was thinking about me as I was thinking about him!!! It was the best letter I had received from him... he was telling me that he was sorry that she was not "another girl" that she was only a friend and that he knows that he should have told me and begged for me to forgive him and how he loved me lots and didn't want to know what his life would be like without me and made me cry and cry and cry cuz I had already forgiven him and I didn't want to know what MY life would be without him!! So I started writing everyday and making plans to go see him for his birthday (Jan 9th) and so I did... I tried to get his mom to go with me, but she couldn't go so I got on the bus for 5 1/2 hours then walked 4 blocks in downtown San Antonio to board a public bus to the other side of town to then grab a taxi to the unit (save lots of $$$ that way!!) then, there I was standing outside the unit waiting in that line... my heart was pounding, my knees were shaking and I just had to keep reminding myself not to cry (yet)... I got inside and waited and then, there he was!! OH MY!!! I LOVE HIM!!! He grabbed the phone and with tears in his eyes said "thank you baby... I Love You and I never ever want to lose you again... please please forgive me for what I did... I Love You!!" We cried for what seemed like the whole visit and talked about everything and then some and then it was over... I walked outside and cried and cried and cried some more... I walked down the parking lot and there he was walking into his dorm... I wanted to climb that fence to go touch him... he waived and blew me a kiss and I cried some more... then he was gone... I knew that I'd have to do it all again next week and every week after that until I just can't anymore... Gosh guys I LOVE HIM BUNCHES!!
Well, here we are now... I LOVE HIM LOTS AND LOTS AND BUNCHES AND LOTS OF BUNCHES!!! I only get to go every 2 weeks now cuz it does cost so much, but I go when I can and write just about everyday.... he was just granted his Motion for Nun Pro Tunc (time credit owed for county time) turns out that they had only given him 139 days of county time when they really should have given him 377 days of good time so he is set to be released on August 30, 2006 but we just found out that Florida has a hold on him and he will be shipped over there to face old charges there... they are only misdemeanor charges so God willing, he will get time served granted and come right back home... but until then, I'm here waiting for the man that I love as I've loved no other!!
Thanks for reading (for those of you that have made it this far)!!
Dang this was a long long long post sorry!!!
I always knew that there were plenty of people out there that met there SO while he/she was in jail and always questioned the whole thing... theeennnn... it was April 26th 2005 and I found myself behind bars myself facing a very uncertain future... I was and well, still am facing a very heavy charge... well I really don't have family all that I had at the time that I went in was a husband that really wasn't the man for me and 4 beautiful babies that well... OK there's a long ass story that goes behind it all, one day I'll spill it out for you all but for now, back to Dave and me...
May 19th mail call comes and one of the guards (super cutie) comes and dumps the mail in my cell... my bunkie runs to get the mail like she always did (she got mail everyday, I got mail like 2 maybe 3 times a week) she goes through the stack of mail and hands me mine... I pick up the letters there's one from my husband that contained some pictures of my kiddos that I had requested from him and then, there's this envelope with a pretty drawing of a dove sitting on 2 hearts with my name on them... so at first glance, I think that she has given me her mail by mistake (I had not noticed my name yet) so I pass it back to her... she looks at it and asks what she is supposed to do with my mail I look at it again and dang, she's right, it was for me...hhhmmmm.... who is it from?? so I look at the return address on it and it's from the CJ that I'm in...hhmm.... I don't recognize the name and I ask her if she knows who the guy is... nope... hmmm... I open the letter and there is 2 pages in it I begin to read them and they are from 2 different guys Anthony (David's cousin) and David (my schnookums:D ) so I'm reading and laughing my azz off (these guys are pretty funny) so they are just asking what's going on over on our side of the world, that they've noticed me when going to rec and when I go to visit and blah blah... so I sit down and answer their letters and said OK, no biggie... right? well, that's what I thought... the next night, the envelope is sitting on my desk, just staring at me and then i begin to think, I didn't thank whoever it was that did the drawing for the time that he took to make it cuz it was beautiful... so I sit down with my bunkie and we begin to try to figure out who it really was that did the envelope... I decide that it was David and proceed to write another letter to him just to thank him for the drawing and to BS with him some more... then, that was it... so I thought...a few days later, I get another letter from the 2 of them that was just full of more BS and stuff and so begins the exchange of just regular ole BS letters... they started out twice a week then 3 times and then I begin to notice that Anthony's letters begin to slowly fade away and David's begin to get longer and more personal and funnier and they just come more and more... 2-3-4 and even 5 a week... then, he even starts sending what we call FedEx mail with the trustees... just sweet little nothings that were just to say that I was thinkin about you and stuff like that... the best part of all these letters is that they would always come at the time when I just really needed his words to make a day better and brighter... he'd always be standing right there as I was going to visit and smile and tell me that it was going to be OK (visits with the husband usually sucked major azz) and he'd shoot me a kite (means send me a letter) with the FedEx guys at lunch time just to say keep your head up... so then after a month of this, he starts to talk about how he's really starting to feel something that we connect on different levels and just other kinda things and I already knew that I was feeling it too... come on I'd act like a little kid when I'd get a letter from him... my knees would shake and I'd sweat when I got his letters... I had to read his letters 3 times before I really knew what it was that he was saying... it was awesome... I felt like a kid all over again and I loved every second of it... so then on June 23rd I get a letter from him and written on the outside back of the envelope in red was "Yo, Stop playing and handle up, How do you want this to be... no B/S" I was thinking "Huh?" and was wondering what he'd been smoking do I read and reread and reread the letter and yep, he was talking about us taking it a step up and being together and wondering what the future had to hold and he asked me if I thought I could handle being with him... I cried for a while and sat down to write back to him that turned out to be a 13 page letter, I answered him line for line... so we kept on writing and exchanging info about one another and I fell deeper and deeper for him...
I went to court on July 25th and got my bond reduced low enough to finally get out and the people that had been fighting to get me out were there to pay my bond and bring me home... as I walked back to my cell, I ended up having to wait right in front of the window to his cell and all the guys alerted him that I was out there and he walks up to the window and asked what had happened, I informed him of how things went and he looked excited for me at first then suddenly looked sad... he said that I'd just forget him and go on with my life as soon as I hit the free again... I can still see it like it was yesterday... I looked right at him and said "are you crazy or what, I'll never forget about you or leave you here alone... I Love You David!"... umm... what?? Did I really just say that to him?? nuh uh not me... yeppers I did... he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said "it's about damn time you tell me that... I Love You too!!" so I finally get put back in my cell (the guard had "forgotten" to press the button--love those guards in county) I was shaking and didn't even want to pack my stuff... so I sit down to write him the last letter that I'd have to write from that cell and then got my things together... I was informed that due to some issues they wouldn't be able to process my paperwork till the next day so i settled back in my bunk for a long long night and slept and dreamt of his face all night... so I came home and the first thing I did waassss??? You guessed it, wrote to him... the next day, I get a phone call from an 800 number... sorry, I don't know anyone with an 800 number so I ignored it and then next thing you know my cell phone alerts me that I have a voice mail... huh?? IT WAS HIM!! Oh my!! So he tells me that he just called to wish me the best and the he can't stop thinking about me and he'd call again in a bit... I held my phone so tight and didn't want to let go of it and then it rang again... "Hello" I say trying to sound all calm and collected (I was yelling inside, doing cartwheels and jumping around he just couldn't know that) I fell apart as he says "Hey baby" OH MY!!!! we talk for just a couple of minutes and as we hang up, he says "I Love You baby... ppllleeaassee just don't forget me... I really don't want to get hurt again... I Really Do Love You" then the phone goes silent!!! the calling card had run out of time... OH!!!! so I sat down to write again and answer the things that he had just said... jumped back on the phone and called the jail to ask when it would be that I could go for visit the srg. said I had to wait 6 weeks... was he crazy or something?? 6 weeks yeah right!! I got in touch with David's mom and told her that I was a friend of Dave's and wanted to tag along for visit she said great sounds like a nice idea, I'll meet you there Saturday.... YAY!! So we went and when we got in, the Srg looked at me, shook his head and said "get your azz in there and just behave!!" As we saw them bringing the guys in for visit, I stayed back towards the back of the crowd of people that were going into the room, his mom was the first person in the door, but he saw me... he knew that I was coming but I didn't tell him... he flashed me the biggest smile I had ever seen!! My eyes started to fill with tears and my knees began to shake!! I stood behind his mother as she talked to him through the little speaker thing in the glass and he looked at me the whole time he talked to her... I waited till she finshed reporting all the family news and the took my place on the little seat in front of him... he leaned in and whispered "I Love You" then he got weird look on his face... he had gotten a whiff of my perfume through the speaker thing (this happens when a door in the room is opened, causes a vacume that sucks the smells through the speaker) he went nutz it was funny, we talked for about 10 minutes then visit was up... I went to every visit Tuesday and Saturday for 2 months...
I prepaid for his calls to go to my cell phone and we talked every day for about an hour... on September 19th (4 months after the first letter) we were on the phone and talking about all kinds of things and he begins to talk about getting his divorce... he asks me to find out what he can do to get it while he's in there...I just say OK... then he begins to say "I just know that this is something that I have to do... we've been apart for 12 years already and we've tried to do it several times, just never finalized it, but I HAVE TO do it this time... HAVE TO" again I just say OK, I'll look into it... then realize that he wants me to ask why... so then I ask "why is it so important now?" He just says "cuz it is" so I tell him "nah, you're saying it for a reason, what's on your mind?" then the operator chimes in "you have 30 seconds remaining" (I HATE THAT OPERATOR, SHE NEEDS TO MIND HER OWN BUSINESS!!) and he says "you're on my mind... I Love You and want you to be mine forever... Baby will you marry me? then that damn operator chimes in "thank you for using EverComm... Goodbye" I'm yelling YES YES YES over her and I hear him chuckle as the call ends!! UGH!!! so he calls right back and says are you gonna answer me or just leave me hanging... oh so he's got jokes now... so i say, "what do you mean answer me? did you ask me a question?" yep, that one got him... he says "nevermind it wasn't important" "No David, repeat yourself, what did you ask me?" "Nope it was nothing" "Say it!!" "Nuh uh" "I said YES David I said Yes" "Yeah I know you did, it just felt good to hear it... I Love You" aaaawwwwww!!!!
then in October I was admitted to the hospital and had to have my gall bladder taken out... he called when I was still in the ER just coming out of the painkillers they had given me and he said he knew that something was wrong, he couldn't sleep... he made the guard turn the phone on in his cell cuz he HAD to call... it was 2am and I was in bad shape... he made me feel better though... I stayed in the hospital for 2 weeks and he called everyday and even sent his mom and aunt to check on me... when I got out of the hospital I started getting this weird feeling in my stomach and it WASN'T the surgery... the next day was visit so I had a friend of mine drive me to the jail to see him and I just knew that he was writing to someone else so I asked and of course he lied about it... so i probed and found what I was looking for so I cried and told him that it was over!! I was not going to invest 2 years of my life that was already complicated enough to another liar!! I left there feeling half dead... I had just lost part of me (again, not talking about the surgery) How could he do that to me?? He just asked me to marry him... he meant it!! I said yes and I meant IT!!! but you know what FLUNK IT!! I don't need him!!! yet I couldn't even move... I didn't want to do anything... I let about 2 days pass and it hurt more and more as the minutes passed... how could this be happening? We had never made love, never kissed, never held hands... never even touched!! So screw him!! I Will get over it!! HAHAHA boy was I wrong!! I found myself calling the jail late at night just to talk to the 3rd shift about him... they'd even turn on the intercom to his cell so that I could hear him talking to the guys... they'd say "Hey Amaya" and I'd hear him say what the hell do you want at 2 in the morning" so one night I told one of the guards to ask him why I hadn't been to visit... at first he says "what the Flunk is it to you?" then says "not that it's any of your business, but I screwed up" awww....
So the rest of October passes and I got a few letters and he even made me the cutest Halloween card but I stood my ground! I didn't write, I just kept tabs on him as I could... then here comes December 22... I call the jail to talk to the guys and they tell me he caught chain!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO he can't go cuz I haven't swallowed my pride and gone to see him again!! NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!! So I log onto TDCJ website the next day (December 23) and there he is Dominguez Unit State Jail, San Antonio Texas... only 5 hours away but worlds away from me... :::GULP::: <<<<Swallowed pride... sat down and wrote to him and even ordered him paper and envelopes and wired him some money... then guess what... the next day, just as he's getting his package delivered to the unit.... I GOT A LETTER FROM HIM dated December 23!!!! He was thinking about me as I was thinking about him!!! It was the best letter I had received from him... he was telling me that he was sorry that she was not "another girl" that she was only a friend and that he knows that he should have told me and begged for me to forgive him and how he loved me lots and didn't want to know what his life would be like without me and made me cry and cry and cry cuz I had already forgiven him and I didn't want to know what MY life would be without him!! So I started writing everyday and making plans to go see him for his birthday (Jan 9th) and so I did... I tried to get his mom to go with me, but she couldn't go so I got on the bus for 5 1/2 hours then walked 4 blocks in downtown San Antonio to board a public bus to the other side of town to then grab a taxi to the unit (save lots of $$$ that way!!) then, there I was standing outside the unit waiting in that line... my heart was pounding, my knees were shaking and I just had to keep reminding myself not to cry (yet)... I got inside and waited and then, there he was!! OH MY!!! I LOVE HIM!!! He grabbed the phone and with tears in his eyes said "thank you baby... I Love You and I never ever want to lose you again... please please forgive me for what I did... I Love You!!" We cried for what seemed like the whole visit and talked about everything and then some and then it was over... I walked outside and cried and cried and cried some more... I walked down the parking lot and there he was walking into his dorm... I wanted to climb that fence to go touch him... he waived and blew me a kiss and I cried some more... then he was gone... I knew that I'd have to do it all again next week and every week after that until I just can't anymore... Gosh guys I LOVE HIM BUNCHES!!
Well, here we are now... I LOVE HIM LOTS AND LOTS AND BUNCHES AND LOTS OF BUNCHES!!! I only get to go every 2 weeks now cuz it does cost so much, but I go when I can and write just about everyday.... he was just granted his Motion for Nun Pro Tunc (time credit owed for county time) turns out that they had only given him 139 days of county time when they really should have given him 377 days of good time so he is set to be released on August 30, 2006 but we just found out that Florida has a hold on him and he will be shipped over there to face old charges there... they are only misdemeanor charges so God willing, he will get time served granted and come right back home... but until then, I'm here waiting for the man that I love as I've loved no other!!
Thanks for reading (for those of you that have made it this far)!!
Dang this was a long long long post sorry!!!