oh, i know that guy

the one who was kinda, sorta married

Some of these stories are not in order and I am going to bring it back to earlier 2007, right before emo guy. Let me give you a little background information on my career. I did a four-year stint with the Army but at the conclusion of that time I still have a contract with the military. They could call me up anytime in the next four years and tell me to go to war... which is exactly what happened.

One day I get a call from the old husband telling me that I have orders to go to South Carolina for training. I thought he was lying but he was in fact, not lying. Which meant that I had to pack up and go back to the military. I was not sure how long the training was going to be so I prepped by roommates for the potential eventuality that I might not be back for over a year. When I arrived at training, I was able to see a doctor. I had not filed my disability claim yet for my hip issues so I decided to bring that up to the army doctor, to make my case stronger for the claim. However, these doctors for training did not x-ray me or anything.. they just put me on what is called a "profile" which stated that I could not carry a pack or shoot a gun... sooo no war for me. It wasn't my intention to dodge war but I wasn't unhappy about it. 

But like most things the government controls, the paperwork took forever. So while I waited around to go back home I made new friends. One of those new friends was a Navy guy getting ready to go to the Middle East. He spent his days training and preparing to get shipped out and I spent my days helping the armory and sitting around. At night we all hung out and mostly drank or talked. I was instantly drawn to him and I thought he was super intelligent. He and his wife were separated so I took the opportunity to get to know him a little more. In true Kelli fashion, I fell head over heels in a matter of a few weeks. After he was deployed, we talked a few times a week, and even got to video chat a few times.

Our time in South Carolina is some of my fondest memories. My heart had been trampled on when I got separated and I had just broken a different person's heart back home. I needed a fresh start and he gave me one. He was kind, silly, intelligent and thoughtful... until he decided to work things out with his wife. We had already said "I love yous" and "I miss yous" but apparently in the distance his heart grew fonder of her and not me. To say I was devastated is an understatement but I did have that one kinda sorts threesome in the barracks so maybe I wasn't as brokenhearted as I thought...