Chapter 24 – The lost years

motorcycle shadow

Once we moved to Florida (in 2004), we wanted to ride our motorcycle to Mobile, Alabama. Finally, October 16, 2012, we hopped on the bike and began the trek!  We lived in Mobile for three short years.  I was a new FBI agent and it was my “first office.”   In 1986, we had been married 11 years and hit a rocky period the year before, in our 10th year.  We committed to try to improve our marriage and had high hopes this would be a fresh start for us.  It was a miracle we had such a prime location – remember, we both love the beach!  Living on the gulf coast was a new experience and there was so much to love.

We were in the prime of our lives!  Bill finally was self-employed and was very successful.  I had a dream of a job!  We built a new home and our precious daughter was sweet as can be and was able to make friends easily.  But something went terribly wrong!

If I had to say in a sentence how a long-term marriage could end in divorce, with two people who had much in common, it would be that we both got lost in our own worlds.  I said we grew apart. Bill had no idea what happened!  A friend came over one weekend and commented, “Bill works all the time doesn’t he?”  I brought a co-worker over one day while we were close by to show off our “dream house.”  While I was showing it, all I could think about was how “empty” the house really was. Materially, we had it all. Spiritually, we were bankrupt!

When we went back on our motorcycle, we had a hard time remembering those three years!  We suddenly realized they were our lost years!  And again we could rejoice we were able to reconcile and continue to be grateful our marriage was healed and we are now looking at nearly four decades together!

We did go back and looked at our “dream home.” It once sparkled as Bill is a bit OCD about having a beautiful, lush, green weed free yard, keeping all the hedges trimmed and plants looking nourished. It was sad to see it now is a bit drab – but then it was now 26 years old.

We looked up one dear friend and had a nice reunion. We did a few touristy things downtown and were amazed at the wonderful history we learned about this sweet town. We just didn’t have many other memories of our time here, but somehow, we focused on the happy times we did have.

This is what the LORD says— he who made a way through the sea, a path through the mighty waters, “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:16, 18-19

Not the best picture, but we are HAPPY!

Not the best picture, but we are HAPPY! About to take our motorcycle on the ferry over to Gulf Shores from Dauphin Island.