Love... Love... Love...

I'm sitting next to the love of my life... he is trying out new xbox games and I am working on school work and blogging.  I often am amazed at the fact he is sitting next to me.  Ours is an interesting love story...  It all started way back in 1995... My sister had a date with a guy that worked at the local pizza joint.  She had asked if she could bring me along.  It seems her date asked my love to join to keep me company so he could more actively pursue my sister (I'm sure it sounded more like "man she's hot! she's bringing her friend too... please come along and keep the other one distracted... I'll owe you one). LOL.  Anyway,  sometime before the date we were at the Dr. office that occupied the same strip as the pizza joint.  Lola was chatting with her date when he returned from a delivery.  (keep in mind... I had no idea any of these events were going down) Anyway,  he pulled into the parking lot... our eyes met... and I knew!.  It sounds so cliche but it's the absolute truth.  he pulled up beside me as i was next to his friend and he said..."hey there, how you doin'"  Later that evening we went to the club, drank a little and danced.  after that we were together all the time. 

Him and my adorable son way back then.

Let's bring in the twist now.  He and his ex had been apart for a few months but she was expecting their baby.  He decided that he wanted to make his family work so we parted ways.  I was heart broken but understood that family always comes first.  We lost touch a few months after that and moved about our lives the way the people often do.  I never stopped thinking about him.  Everyone I dated was unconsciously compared to him and never measured up.  I often searched for him... and more times than not found him.  But i never had the courage to contact him... "what if he doesn't remember me?" "what if he is in a relationship?" "What if he hates me?" these thoughts would always roll through my head. 

Skip ahead 14 years....

As i never ended my search for this wonderful man I decided to look him up on facebook.  although i had done this many times before... but the definition of insanity is always asking the same question and expecting a different answer right.  I am insane after all. 

This time it worked!!!!  He was there!!! He was in a relationship but he was there.  Its so much easier to face rejection in email so I did it... I sent a facebook message... It took weeks to get a response (he doesn't do the FB thing often).  He remembered me... and fondly it seemed.  Maybe we could be friends.  We only exchanged a couple of messages but I always went to his profile and looked at his pictures...

One day it happened... He was not in a relationship any longer... I sent him my phone number...

Weeks passed...

Then out of the blue I get a mysterious txt message... "I am someone from your past... I am 6ft tall with hazel eyes, Who am I?"... how mysterious.... we bantered back and forth for about an hour with questions and answers until I no longer could guess.  he reveled himself to me and I jumped for joy.  I immediately invited him over and we talked for hours....

We have been virtually inseparable ever since.  We are now cohabitating and talking about the big M word.

I couldn't be happier... 

The world is mysterious and God works in mysterious ways... All I can do is thank God everyday...