Tuesday, December 23, 2008

My husband, John Brase


I met John Brase while I was bartending at Big Reds on Sylvan Hill. We had a mutual friend, Wyatt, who thought John and I would make a good couple. At the time, however, I was trying to get over a very toxic relationship and was making poor decisions right and left. It was a tough time. Not only did a boyfriend betray me, but two very good friends as well. Needless to say, I was in no position to take on a new relationship, especially with someone so...well....so NICE!
Seriously, most of the relationships I had been in previously were either toxic, abusive, dysfunctional or all of the above. In all seriousness, NEVER stay in an abusive relationship...you always deserve better.
ANYHOO.....Here was John, this wonderful family man who drove a car, held a steady job, rented his own house, and as far as I knew, had never been to jail, hit anyone or had any substance abuse problems. He was waaaaaay outa my league. He made me laugh, was polite, sincere, had a college degree and was the most honest, down-to-earth man I had ever met. What you saw was what you got. I was scared shitless. So, when we started dating, I did everything in my power to screw it up, because I knew he was way too good for me. I needed to find some guy fresh out of prison with a raging meth problem and 5 DUIs to take me out for a nice mad dog and marijuana date.
For some reason, John never gave up on me. I managed to set myself free of the drama and other bs that was holding me back and let myself fall in love with him. I've never looked back and 10 years later, he's my husband, the father of our two wonderful kids and the absolute love of my life. Of course he has a flaw or two. He'd rather have his limbs removed than miss an Oregon Duck game and if it weren't for the last minute, he wouldn't get anything done....I love hime with my heart and soul and wouldn't trade him for the world. I love you, John...and....GO DUCKS.

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