Okay so here is my post about why everyone should follow their heart:
Warning: I'm about to start rambling...but b/c its my diary...I can do that

lol.
Sooo I dated this guy for 5 years...starting in Highschool...you know highschool sweethearts, blah...anyways...we went off to college together...after our first year he asked me to marry him...yeah young and dumb I know....I said sure...so wham...I had my first fiance. We were at a two year private collere...one you can only get an associates degree at...he was wicked smart so he moved to NC state after our first year...I finished up at the two year school. My parents loved him...he was part of our family...at all the family gatherings...every holiday...he decided to major in science and attend medical school. So I went on to another school to continue my degree in Art Education. We were very close...but more so b/c we were familiar with each other...we were falling out of love...but it didnt feel right to not be together...so we just stuck together...a few months into my new school life...an old friend from highschool (whom I hadnt seen in years) came to the school I was attending to go to the same party that I just happened to be at. We hung out a bit..flirted...that was it...the next day he left. My fiance and I started fighting more...I started talking to my old highschool friend more and more....until one day he(old highschool friend) called to say he had joined the army. (from here on out we'll call my fiance B and highschool friend S). I started talking about ending things w/ my fiance, B. My parents thought I was crazy all of my friends and distant family thought I was crazy..."why, he is so cute, he is so patient and he is going to be a DOCTOR." S wrote from basic and called during his free time(which was far and few between). He asked if I would come to his basic graduation...so I did. We started talking about getting together....my friends and family flipped out...how could I do that to B?? **ugh**
Lets cut to the chase here...I finally ended things with B and started dating S.
S moved to Hawaii (where he was stationed w/ the Army) I was still in my first semester of school at the new university...studying Art Education. S asked me to fly out and visit him...from SC to HI...for THE WEEKEND...he would pay...I didnt tell a soul I just left.....everyone was still pissed that I had ended things w/ B. I had the weekend of a lifetime and realized then that S was who I wanted to be with...no matter what.
I came back...started the next semester of school a few months later (all the while keeping contact w/ S in HI). He deployed to Iraq that Jan. Throughout the semester I was a mess... I wanted to be with S soooo badly...and even when the deployment was over...he would still be in HI...it looked impossible. My parents were totally against me being with S and further more...I was in school...getting a education in a degree that wasnt offered at many other schools.......and everyone was still pressuring me to get back with B.
S called from Iraq around the beginning of summer...and asked me if I would marry him when he came home for his 2 weeks R&R.
I stopped eating, sleeping and attending classes...my world was one big fuzzy blur....
here I was headed down a road to getting the degree I had thought I always wanted, engaged to a doctor, close to my family, living the perfect spoiled sheltered life.
I made the decision then that no one and nothing would stop me from following my heart....
I left school that semester with no intentions of coming back...I ended things once and for all with B (we hadnt been together physically since S and I had hooked up in HI but we still talked as if we were together).
I told my parents I was going to marry S...it was so "far out there" they didnt even believe me.
S came home the end of August...asked me to marry him...I married him a week later...a week after that he redeployed back to Iraq.
My family and friends all pretty much stopped talking to me...they were upset I had run off to get married and on top of that...married to a soldier who wouldnt amount to anything (THEIR words).
Sooooo I shipped everything I owned to Hawaii and with in 2 months I was on a flight to Hawaii...schooless, homeless, and a pissed off family waving goodbye....oh yeah, and S was STILL deployed.
I landed one day with two suitcases, bought a car the next day, found a apartment the third day, on the fourth day I enrolled in the local university and on the fifth day I layed on the floor of my unfurnished apartment...crying...what Had I done?? All I knew was that I had followed my heart...but where in the hell was it leading me??
I spent Christmas in Hawaii...S still deployed.
He returned home Valentines day 2005. Three months after I had landed in Hawaii.
Things were rocky at first...life was crazy...I was insane (families words). Yet I was in heaven...my heart was full.
3 years later I ended up with a degree in Marketing (which I LOVE) I'm still happily married to my bestfriend S, my family is now in love with S and we purchased our first house together in SC last fall....although he is again deployed...I'm content. He got his pilots license and will get out of the Army this fall...I even still keep in touch w/ B and we're civil friends...I kid him and say I'll never have to pay doctor fees
Life is still crazy and I'm still young and have soooo much more to go through...but I honestly cant say that following my heart was a bad idea....in fact....I wouldnt have it any other way
I rambled...alot...but wow, I've never written out the past 5 years of my life on paper.....I really feel like I've accomplished alot...hmmm, maybe next long winded post I'll post about my experiences as a military wife. lol.
the end.