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|  All Smiles ya'll!!!!!!!
by dancedreamangel at 12/15/2007 2:56:21 PM
I'm looking forward to tomorrow! I get to go hang out with my daddy for a few days in Ft. Sill. Even though I've been told all the men down there are married  , I would like to meet a nice SINGLE guy to go hang out with. Okay straight up, I haven't a clue what kind of profession I want the guy I end up with. BUT I can tell you this, I feel the safest with a man who is enlisted.  I'm a soldier's daughter, what can I say???
But there is a slight downside to if I ended up with someone who was enlisted in the armed forces. For the last ten years I've lived with a left/right Traumatic Brain Injury. It's a disability that has it's yucky moments. When I'm sick, I get emotional and a few other things will make my brain shut down on me where I'm only awake about 5 and a half or less hours out of the day. Even though I have made an extremely good recovery to where I can do just about anything, it has it's freaky moments. Because in the situations above and when they happen, I also have to put up with having trouble being able to walk, stand, and a whole bunch of other things. But for the most part I have more good days than bad days. I love being a part of the emergency management because everyone on the team knows what I'm capable of and treat me no different than anyone else on the team. So in a nutshell...I don't know if I want to risk being worried and scared to death about having someone I'm really close to overseas fighting. Now if he was stationed here in Oklahoma and was NOT going overseas...I could see myself dating him. It's just real confusing for me because I would really have to think on that one  .
But I want to end up with someone who will respect and love me in the end AND someone who I will feel the safest around. Okay this just stinks!!! I know where my  feels the safest but as to why my brain thinks it can have a say in the matter drives me nuts That's just because I'm someone who rather listen to my than my head.
Oh well here's to hoping I'll get a kiss under the mistletoe or well at least some smooching this Christmas  .
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