by Nasoosie » Wed Apr 15, 2009 4:00 pm
YAHOO, JANICE!
I have fond and icky memories of San Juan Island-----beautiful place, but weird experience while I was there. I went out to visit the guy I was in love with, and we were planning to be salmon fisherpeople after we got married. He was working on a boat, and had access to San Juan Island. While out there on my spring break (spring flings are nearly ALWAYS disastrous!) we got married....on San Juan Island. I had been going out with him for quite a few months back here before he left for the northwest coast to establish his job and get us a boat. I thought I knew him. WRONG! He became a Jekyll and Hyde----one mintue happy and fun and active, and the next, morose, and down, and a slug. I was so confused and horrified. When I got back here, I went over to his sister's house----she and her hubby were my landlords for the log cabin I was living in----to ask her if she had any idea what was up with her brother----that wonderful, perfect man I met with whom I was totally in love. She said, with some incredulity, "Oh---I thought you knew he is BiPolar and a druggie!" WHAT????? How in heck did I ever miss that?????? I was totally devastated, and decided to begin get-unmarried procedings as soon as possible. We got an annulment, thank heavens. Since then, he has been incarcerated many times, found on the streets of various states in the country totally naked and out of his mind, and in rehab too many times to count. To this day, I still think of him as that perfect man I gave my heart and soul to-----where that other person came from, or how he hid it from me for so long, I will never know. I still mourn that perfect man I thought I knew.
And that is what San Juan is for me!
Life is about learning to dance in the rainHappy travels!