Once Upon A Time

My first post, I don't know where to begin. My true companion, Chelle, is the one who told me about this site. I was a little wary at first, but thought what the heck. I love to share, it is through other's experiences that sometimes we can learn about our own selves. It's funny to me how I can pour myself into a page on the infromation superhighway, and yet sometimes stumble when in the company of others. So maybe this will be my way of being an "internet Rambo", to let my true self out for the whole world to see. There really is so much that has happened in such a short span this year, that part of me wants to tell the whole wide web, and at the same time periodically I can look back as well and think about where I am going and where I have been.
So, a little about myself. I am 30, currently recovering from a motorcycle accident in which I broke 5 ribs, my collarbone, and tore my right hamstring. I live in Sanford, North Carolina with my one true love, a former farmer, painter, tri-athlete who has changed everything I ever thought I knew about love. I spend my days pushing myself to get better, taking care of our apartment, and more times than not feel as though I am falling for her over and over again. I cannot speak about myself and not talk of her, she challenges me to be better than what I thought myself capable of. From the moment I laid eyes on her I knew my life would never be the same. But, I digress. We want to go to college in the fall, which is fast approaching. We spend our nights cooking together, talking, laughing, loving like it's the last day on Earth. If you would have told me at the beginning of this year that ik would be where I am right now I would have laughed in your face. Now I cannot imagine a moment without her in my heart. On the day of my accident, when they were strapping me to a gurney and hooking up the IV's it was her that my heart and my mouth cried out for.
Whenever we first started this journey were both so scared. We wouldn't see each other in private, but would text each other back and forth into the wee hours of the night. It was then that I knew she was something special, no other woman knew her own heart so well, or was so curious about mine. I kept telling myself that this isn't happening, that I was wrong in the assumption that something was happening between us. I never pushed, I waited for her, as I always will :).
Gotta run for now, Chelle's at work and I have shopping to do and clothes to wash. Being the good house-wife and all. Oh I can't wait for my body to heal.