When Scott and I dated in high school, I was "Killer's girlfriend" or "Kilgore's chick". Nevermind I was the one who had attended that high school my entire 5 years and he was the new kid on the block...but whatever
Then we get married and I'm now "Kilgore's wife". Everyone knows in the military you only go by last names, but what's worse is not even having a name at all.
When we lived in Naples, Italy, I played competitive slow pitch over there, made a name for myself and the joke then became Scott was "Kilgore's huband" or "Doozer's huband", I LOVED that.
So we move back to the states and yet again, I am "Kilgore's wife". Fine, whatever.
I have kids a few years later and I'm now Zach and Ty's Mom. Cute, yes. Proud? Yes. But can I just find someone who cares to know who I am?
I recently met someone who does.
I was walking out of the school the other day, after dropping Zach off, and this little girl was walking into the school with her mom. We met at the doors. Under her breath she turns to her mom and says very excitedly with a huge grin "That's Zach Kilgore's Mom". I could not help but smile and chuckle all the way to the grocery store! It was just too cute.
Then I thought: "oh boy. He's only five. It is starting already......"