From Sunday school teach to BCS....

Hello all I need to finally start my story but not sure how it will go on here even though I've lived it all. So I guess I'll do it in sections. As they flood back through my mind and flood elsewhere.

I'm sorry if this takes awhile the idea of writing this is not new to me but really doing so is...

Despite all that I intend to bare here it is not only true but you should know a little background too so that you may truly understand the distance I have traveled..

I was raised in the Midwest in a very church going and actually living family the man I was to marry was not only older but very special and not only graduated early but attended collage before I started high school....this is not to brag on his smarts but his background was as or more important than mine in my journey



Out of sequence but.....

Stan had been gone for almost a year on the day he was to return he told me to wear a mid to short skirt, button up shirt and heels when I came to get him..now after a year of separation what choice is there...would any woman even question the orders of her man? I surly would not and you can probably count the number of times I have on one hand even if you were a shop teacher...