I have not been on here for a few days. Life sometimes just gets in the way. So, back to my journey.

Our wedding was very beautiful. I was so happy on that day and the way Jerry looked at me as he said "I do" was priceless.

He was of course drunk at our wedding but at the time I figured he is 27 years old and having a good time. He was a fun drunk and always the life of the party so I didn't mind but yet I did. I always had that thought of being the wife of an alcoholic in the back of my mind. I did not want to be that woman.

Our reception was fun and after the reception we went to Durango, Colorado for the night. The next day we headed to Grand Junction for our Honeymoon. It has been many years so I don't remember what all we did but I do remember what we didn't do. We didn't spend a lot of time in our room like I had imagined a honeymoon to be.

I had envisioned us making love all night and then waking up to a repeat of the same. I was very wrong. Yes we made love the night we got there but the next morning, nothing happened. Jerry teased me only to get up and tell me it was time to get ready and go see sights. He said that it was silly to be in the room all day.

We had a nice time but it was not the romantic time I had thought it would be. We did not make love again the entire trip which was disappointing to a 20 year old young woman with romance in her eyes and dreams in her heart of this wonderful life ahead. I was about to learn that all of that was a dream and things would not be like I thought. I would become "that woman."