My husband and I met a few days after my return from Deployment # 2 to Iraq. It was a warm day in July and I can remember thinking, “Boy does he look good washing his truck, That man is going to be trouble”!
Much to my dismay, when I returned to work the following Monday i found out that he was to be team leader. In the Military you are not allowed to have anything more than a working relationship with someone who out ranks you. Truth be told i didn’t care that he out ranked me in the grand scheme, but he was not so quick to jump on my bandwagon. So we did as we were so-posed to do and found that we worked very well together as a team. In time I was moved to another team leader, but by that time things were just work between us. At-least until we were able to get around the rules.
The K9 section had decided to have a barbecue for everyone in the kennels. I did not have a vehicle of my own yet so i had to borrow a fellow soldiers truck. This thing had to have been 20 years old at the time, big and rusty is what i called it. It was one of those old stick shift trucks with the 4×4 differential sifter on the floor. Which i had driven before but had never had any problems with. I pulled up to one of the busiest intersections on post and caught a red light. Unbeknownst to me, as I sat their waiting on the light, the 4×4 differential sifter slipped into neutral and for the life of me, I couldn’t get that damb truck to move an inch. Lucky for me a good Sumatran helped me push it to the side of the road so i wasn’t blocking the intersection.As I sat their trying to get a hold of anyone from the K9 section to help me get in touch with the owner, I get a text from my good friend telling me SSG Ristau, the last person in the world i thought would show up, was on his way to save the day.
As I waited for my savior to show up i couldn’t help but get excited and nervous. We had rarely ever talked to each other unless it pertained to work or training. Honestly I thought he was a big jerk and didn’t know how to smile or have fun (that the persona he always put off at work).
When I saw his Plum Crazy Purple (that’s what he called it) Chevy come down the hill towards me, all i could think was this should be interesting. While he pulled up behind my borrowed broken truck and opened his door he smiled at me and asked what happened. As I stumbled around trying to explain what happened he jumped in the driver seat and had the truck moving in about 3 seconds, Boy did i feel like an complete idiot, Let me tell you I will never have that happen to me again. To my great surprise when he turn and looked at me with a great big I AM MAN, HEAR ME ROAR smile on his face, I blurted out I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.

Little did I know how true that statement would turn out to be. I was 26 and was about to give up on love and relationships. Before My William their was to much pain and let down in my life to have hope of ever finding my one and only. I felt like i was a broken woman with no future and no direction. I am one of the lucky ones. Over the years he has helped me overcome some of the toughest times in my life, and has given me hope to live free again.