A Little About Me

I suppose when you start a new blog you should tell a little about yourself.

My name is Erica. I am married to John. We live in Okinawa Japan, with no children living with us as of now. That will be my first story.

I graduated High School a year earlier than most. I was 17 1/2. I didn't apply for college and couldn't find a job. I joined the military that next December. I turned 18 in Basic. I had met a man, Derek, a few weeks before I left for BMT and we decided to get married on "town pass". (This is the one thing our drill instructors told us not to do). Unfortuately, about a month after BMT while Derek was at his active duty base and I was in Tech school, I met John. We ended up getting together and I broke Derek's heart. I was ignoring his calls, telling him I couldn't hear the phone or I was in a movie. That poor boy was so in love with me. One day I realized I couldn't do that to him anymore. I asked for an anullment.

I continued to see JOhn even when he graduated and moved on to his permanent assignment. Somewhere along the line we had fallen in love. We talked of marriage and the future

I graduated Tech school in May. A few days after arriving on station, I met Dan. Dan was a nice guy, pushed the limits, but overall a good guy. I being young, went home with him. I thought I was falling in love. I started ignoring John's calls and treating him the same way I treated Derek. Around Mid-may, I discovered I was pregnant. I weighed my options and decided that if Dan didn't want to be around I'd mention adoption. I couldn't stand the thought of abortion. I told Dan and he begged me not to abort the baby. I took that to mean he wanted to raise the baby with me....then he started avioding me.

I started going to my OB appts...I had a couple of scares where I ended up in the ER. Dan knew about each one and never came to see me. When I was 20 wks pregnant I went in for a routine Ultrasound. I found out I was having a baby girl. That night it rained. My friend Kayley and I danced in the rain....

I went to Dan's room. My clothing sticking to my body. We started making out and pretty soon I was naked. Then, someone knocked on the door. I was locked in the bathroom, with all my clothing. I was in there long enough for me to fit my prego self into soaking wet clothing and come up with a few choice words. The moment I was let out I began walking toward the door. I told Dan that it was obvious he didn't respect me and until he did he wouldn't be seeing me or his daughter. That was the last time I saw/spoke to him.

That's really all I can type for now...More later.