THE TWO STORY HOUSE

Hello again everyone and welcome back to my blog! I know that a lot of you, just like so many in the past want to know the story of how someone finally tamed this wild beast you call Russhelle! I have been contemplating for awhile on how I was going to blog this story as it is best told in person (since I do a lot of sound effects in the process), but since that is kind of impossible, I decided I would do it like a two story house; meaning that first I will lay down the foundation with my story, then build up to "his" story and top it off nicely with "our" story..what do you all think?  Sounds like a plan? Alrighty then, lets get this party started:

I guess you can say my story started when I was 9 years old at church.  We were all in Sunday school and for some strange reason our single Sunday School teachers started talking to us about marriage and stuff and told all of us girls, "if you want to find your soul mate, I suggest you start praying now, because I've been praying for my husband for the past 7 years so as you can see it will take awhile!"

Being the gullible girl that I am, I took what the Sunday school teacher said to heart and that very night started praying for my husband!  I prayed he would be God fearing, loving, caring, smart, etc. and over the years I started to get a little more specific..like okay this is just geeky now, but at the time I was into El Salvadorians and Jewish guys...I don't know, I guess the uber confidence and lavish lifestyles excited me..So I was like "Oh God if you can make him El Salvadorian or Jewish that would be cool!" so about 7 years later, guess what?!!  I met a guy who was not only El Salvadorian, but also half Jewish and I was like NO WAY!!! this has to be my husband!!!!  Here's the funny thing about God, he tends to play pranks on us, probably for entertainment purposes, but never the less, have you ever heard the phrase "Ever want to hear God laugh? Tell him your plans!" Hahaha...so anyway, I thought things couldn't get any better then this?! well guess what...I was right....after about 5 years of dedication and loyalty, he decided to cheat on me, because he "didn't know how to leave me?"  I guess he finally figured out how the day after Christmas, although I think he wanted to stay long enough to get his Christmas gift, which was a hand crochet blanket that I personally slaved over for a year to make for him! Anyway, I'll skip the sob story as you already heard most of what happened afterwards from my previous blogs, but I'm not going to lie, I really was devastated, I mean I gave him my heart and all I got in return was it ripped to shreds, yet he told me he loved me?  If you love someone, why would you cheat and lie?  I dunno, so anyway I cried and cried and one night I was just so tired of crying that I cried out to God once again and said, "Lord, I know you have someone out there specially made for me, but I am so tired of all these games and sorrow!!" So with tears streaming down my cheeks as I lay alone at night in bed, I asked "Lord, please show me who my husband is so that I won't be fooled again?" Please Lord, I don't want to hurt anymore, Please Lord!"  As I laid there in my tear stained pillow, I could hear a still small voice ask me, "how can I show you?"  and I said "Lord show me in my dreams so that I know for sure!!"  after a couple of more hours of crying, I finally cried myself to sleep and that night again the Lord answered my prayers:

My dream was very vivid and I still remember it as if a memory of a day I actually lived.  It started off with me walking through different rooms and every room I walked in was like a different stage in my life, all seemed okay but were kind of dark as if they were missing something.  Then once I got to the last door, I opened it and all of a sudden there was so much light as if I was outside, the sky was blue, the sun was shining and there was white everywhere.  I looked around and all I can see was smiles on a bunch of peoples faces and as I paid closer attention, I realized they were all smiling at me as I was a bride, dressed all in white and walking down the aisle.  As I got to the altar, I seen the Pastor smiling at me and as I turned to my side, the groom came up, all dressed in white as well, but his face was blurred, all that I can make out was his smile (that Lord, he sure is funny huh, he only gives you glimpses, but you have to figure it out on your own.) then all of a sudden the dream transitioned and it was if I was in a desert because I very clearly saw a cactus and as I turned to look around, there was this long driveway and at the end of it, I saw my childhood best friend coming towards me, with a huge smile on her face and I remember being so excited to see her and I stood there on what seemed like a porch and she stopped at the bottom of the steps and I was standing at the top and we were like "Oh my gosh, so glad to see you!" and all that good stuff, but then she stopped and said while still smiling "And who the heck is this?"  I turned to my side to see who she was referring to and seen another guy, this time in blue basketball shorts, a white wife beater and once again his face was blurred and all I could see was his smile once again, but this time I also heard him laugh, it was a funny kind of laugh which is why it's better told in person since I could do the sound effects, but anyway...moving on.  I turned back to my friend and was like "Oh him?  Well that's my husband (okay this is where it gets eery)...I said my husband...AR...O (you see when I said it, my voice became muffled so all I could comprehend was the middle and last part of the name)....at that very moment, I kid you not, I woke up and sat straight up in my bed and said to myself.....Who the Hell is AR....O??????!!!!!!!...........TO BE CONTINUED.........