In the Beginning

I have to start from when it all began.

My husband (just married April 16, 2011) and I met about 23 years ago. I was home from college (then Southwest Missouri State University) that summer and needed a job. I had a friend who worked in the Western Auto district office who helped me get a job. Dean was working there at that time and we became friends. We started 'hanging out' and spent the summer doing things young people do. He lived and grew up in a small town, Peculiar MO. I knew where Peculiar was as I drove by the exit each time I came home or went to school. I was raised in Kansas City, inner-city. Peculiar just a blip on the map.

Then it came time for me to go back to school, oh and to the guy I was dating. Dean wanted to continue the 'friendship' and I was not so nice. Remember, I was 20 years old with huge ambition or as I would come to understand, huge disconnect with reality. I told him, or so he says, that I didn't want to date a boy from small town especially one that wore plaid shirts! Soon he would want kids and I had no plans on having children. I wanted to live in a big city; New York, Chicago, Miami, etc. There was no room for a country boy like him. And off I went to school. He even tried to contact me later on and I asked how he got my phone number. Boy I really wasn't very nice to him! We lost touch for a long time and then alas comes Facebook! Gotta love it.