So I’ve actually been asked a few times to write more, which makes me happy cause I’m not a writer. I just tell the stories as they happened.
This story is going to be the time I went home for the holidays and met Addilyn. For those who haven’t read my previous stories, I’ll describe myself at the time of the story. I was about two years out of the Army. Still had the body, but added a big red beard. I’m 5’9 and was a thick 175.
When I went home, it was the first time I had been home single, and without any of my children (single dad of 3) ever. I joined the Army at 19 and moved away married and with a kid on the way. So coming home single with more confidence than I left with I knew I’d be looking for fun. I re-opened my Tinder account (I tend to shut it off because it gets old…quick), and started swiping once my plane landed. I knew I had a good two weeks there and most of my family would be working so I needed “friends”. I ended up seeing sooooo many people I knew from high school on there. It’s weird going from a town like Savannah, where the nightlife and Tinder-ing are solid, to the small town I grew up in Indiana.