O.K., so I think I need to just get right to the point. Don't you hate people who just ramble on about nothing, I will try not to do that. I would like this to be a learning experience for some, as well as therapy for myself.

I was 15 years old the first time I laid eyes on her. she was a Goddess. Those BIG brown eyes, that long shiny flowing hair. I knew someday I would marry her. We ended up in high school together for 1 year, she was a senior, I was a sophomore. She is 1 year older than me, but at that time it seemed more like 10 years. Anyway to the point. So after a few years, and some ups and downs for both of us, we married. February 1st, 1986. Wow, I really got her. The girl of my dreams. I just did not realize what was in this poor girls dreams!

Things were about to get interesting, to say the least.