Part 9

.............Ok so now where do I pick up..........................



I guess the next event that happened during that whole "season" of my life was meeting the man who would one day be husband.



July of 2006 I met him.....Thomas James Frounfelker.



Before I even begin I want everyone to know that WE DID NOT MEET ON MYSPACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



So like I had said before my sister and I had been meeting guys left and right and there had been a few times that myspace had been the route we took. Stupid, ridiculous, immature, ignorant, naive, and any other adjective you can think of.



Well Vanessa (my sister) was again on myspace browsing guys in the area and she found this cute guy that she thought looked nice so she added him as a friend and messaged him. This guy messaged back and so on and so forth. Apparently him and his friends were looking for a place that they could bbq for the 4th of July. So Vanessa told them of a few places and then had the 'great' idea to just invite them over to our house. To be quite honest this guy was super surprised that she did this but he was game. He had the really good idea to meet in a neutral place first to actually meet in person and make sure neither of them were axe murderers or anything like that. Soo she met them at a Denny's nearby and was introduced to the three greatest guys in the entire world! The loud, funny one named Matt, the quiet, smiley one Richie, and the shy, nervous, sit in the corner one TOM.



I had already paid for a hotel room and planned a whole week for myself and my family at the beach so I wasn't going to meet these guys.



They all hit it off so well that she planned to have them over a week later for dinner and so I could meet them.



We made them an awesome meal and then just waited for them to show up....and waited...and waited some more. It was like 9pm before they finally showed up all because of this Tom guy.

Dinner was finally eaten and we all just hung out around the table and talked. The guys were the nicest guys I had ever met. They were so funny and just really genuine. One had already been to Iraq, one was trying to go, and the other one was on his way in just a couple months, hence why they were so late!!!! Training, training, and more training.

In that evening we learned so much about these guys. I really found myself interested in the really shy one that wouldn't look you in the eye because he would then blush!!!!! Hehe

For some reason he was really interested in the Bible that was sitting on the table. I learned he was Lutheran and never really had a Bible like that. In talking about religion I also learned of the traumatic experience that brought him to that point in his life.

Before i go on I have to share something that I might have already mentioned in another post but I can't exactly remember!!!

After Matt died my best friend and I had prayed a prayer that to some people might seem a little weird. We prayed that if the Lord had another man for me in the future that he would have either been through the same kind of situation or something traumatic that we would be able to relate to. Kind of morbid I know but that was my prayer. In my mind I didn't think I could just be with a "normal" kind of guy that had never experienced some kind of loss or experience that would have changed him and his life.

Oh so you would like to know what I learned that night??? Well let me tell you!!!!!

He talked about his childhood and how he grew up. He talked about his siblings and his mom. Then his came his dad. A man I will never meet, converse with, call dad, joke with, get teased by, a man that will never be called grandpa by my daughter, a man we will see on a very special day!!!!!

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It was a normal week day in which normal tasks were taking place. Him and his dad had been remodeling the house for some time now and his dad decided today was a good day to paint an area that they had built. His mom was preparing dinner as usual, his brother was doing little boy things, and Tom had just got home from wrestling practice.

His dad had a history of having seizures. They believe something in the paint triggered one that day. He started have a seizure which then made him lose control of himself and he fell, if I'm not mistaken about 10ft. of the ground into a glass table. The table shattered and there were screams coming from the kitchen. Tom came running down the stairs to find his dad lying on the floor amongst glass and a huge pool of blood. His little brother went into shock and stood in a corner, his mom was just hysterical as you can imagine. She called 911 and Tom kept telling her to just stand back and calm down. Tom attended to his dad. He of course was unconscious but Tom just kept telling him everything was going to be ok and to hold on just a few more minutes. He did everything he could to stop the blood with his hands. He held his dads head together, literally. He was so calm and collected. The paramedics got there within minutes and loaded him up in the ambulance.

......................Stay tuned for more.................................