However, conflict, tremendous disturbance of the situation distracted our time together. The problem was Jojo was too young. She knew me well, yet, reality is how it was all wrong. A married man on the threshold of divorce, loss of a career, away from my only son, debt ridden, I had a plan yet destined to fail. Returning home alone from abroad, that’s when Jojo arrived.
It was the spring of 2003 when Jojo took away every conflict I felt discarding all distractions. She gave me focus and a reason to live.
Within weeks of returning home, I had nearly nine months remaining in the military leaving me in a state of constant brainstorming. Trying to find solutions about what I should do with the future. The only relief was the motorcycle and Jojo. On that bike with her, I smiled finding happiness and a source. Reasons to start all over.
I cannot remember if I had called her. Memory simply has her arriving on scene with me at the storage unit pulling out the motorcycle. riding for nearly nine months with Jojo, my plans began to change. How do I get back to my son’s side, continue helping with the war and get Jojo back? Torn in three directions, the only way I knew to start was to leave.
Pulling up in her black Toyota Four Runner exiting the truck, Jojo emerged with a refreshing smile carrying an absolutely stunning appearance. As if she held the world in her hand, when she moved, Jojo led everything around her. This was not the girl I left when I departed to war. She was someone totally new. Improved. Refreshing.
Wiping down the bike I couldn’t help but lower my eyes for fear she would know how surprised I was. How, enthralled I became. Who is this girl? What happened to her? She looks amazing!
Long brunette hair flowed down to her shoulders. Her tanned skin flowed across her arms leading under her black t-shirt worn over blue jeans and boots. Her skin reappeared at her neck line rising up to show a remarkably bright expression with bright “Thai-Asian” eyes and a beaming smile filled with energy. The world around her came to a halt. She was the new life I wanted. She looked at me…”Hello Andy”