This blog of mine
Hello there! I'm Jillz. I'm 26 years old and currently reside in Texas with my high school sweetheart turned husband, Joseph, and our two sons Travis, who was born on October 7, 2010 and Nathan, who was born on May 15, 2012 I'm a full time mother to my two children, a full time military wife to my husband who is in the Air Force, and an RN, but I'm a SAHM for now.
I blog about a variety of things from the challenges and joys of parenthood, the bittersweet moments of being a military wife, the rewarding and stressful moments at work, and just life in general.
My husband (Joseph) and I met on a nice autumn day in Camp Zama, Japan back in 2000. I was a freshman in high school and he was a sophomore. Both of our fathers were in the military and it just so happened that our fathers were stationed at the same place and we ended up attending the same high school, Zama American High. He was a new student at the time and we met through a mutual friend. I still remember that day, he had spiked hair, wearing a Quiksilver shirt and jeans.
We weren’t close at first, but we were friends. It wasn’t until April that we started to talk more. No attraction at first, but that soon all changed. Within a matter of weeks, I felt more and more attracted to him and yearned for his company when he wasn’t around. Around the second week of May, I found out he felt the same way. After a week or so of talking we made it official on May 24, 2001.
A few months into our relationship we found out some sad news, his father had gotten PCS orders to California. I was devastated. For weeks I couldn’t sleep or concentrate because all I could think about was him leaving. We talked about our relationship – would we stay together or break up? In the end, we decided that we would stay together and see where our relationship would take us.
He left for California on March 8, 2002. On the day he left, he met me at school and we said our goodbyes. I can’t even describe how I felt. As silly as this may seem to many of you (since we were only teenagers), I felt like my whole world was crashing around me. I was devastated, depressed, angry, upset – the whole works.
In June 2003, my family and I flew to California for vacation and we were reunited. I cherished and loved every single moment of being with him. I was so nervous meeting up with him again. Would it be the same? Would we be awkward towards each other? Would we still feel the same way? When I saw him, I got the butterflies and I fell in love all over again. The reunion was short and bittersweet. I was happy to see and spend time with him after a year, but sad that we would have to do the whole long distance for another year.
After TWO years of emails, early morning and late night phone calls (since we were on opposite time zones), and letters I ended up moving back to California for college. I arrived at San Diego on July 24, 2004 and there he was waiting for me. We spent the whole summer together till college classes began. We worked out our schedules and we were able to see each other twice a week.
Now here we are married with our own careers and we’ve been blessed with one handsome son and another bundle of joy on the way. I have never felt more blessed in my life.
