If We Had Never Met

I am finally getting married at the age of thirty-two. I know there are people that may say, “ Why so late in life?” Well, I met my fiance almost three years ago. We met rather by chance, as I like to think anyway. I had recently broken up with my ex. I had told myself, like most of us do that I wasn’t going to date for a while, if ever again! I had been in the relationship four years, while it wasn’t all bad, we were not compatible in the least. I never thought I would meet “my person.” I never thought I could be this happy, but am I ever!

I am not throwing my happiness in anyone’s face, for those of you waiting on your forever mate. Simply telling my story. We met on a dating app. He messaged me first. I remember the profile picture he used was nerdy, but his message was respecful. He introduced himself as Joe and mentioned something about the week. I can’t remember with my forgettful brain. We began talking everyday. A few days after he message me, I went into the hospital for eight days. I thought he would stop messaging me, but no he did not!

We met in person a few weeks after that first initial message. And it was on from there! We didn’t go a day without talking. He would always text me “good morning and “goodnight.” Everything seemed easier with him, with us. It felt right from the get-go. He was the first to say “ I love you.” Well, he muttered the words as I walking out the door. I froze. Did he really just say, “Okay bye love you?” He in fact did. I turned and asked if that’s what he said. He said, “Yes, but it just came out.” By that point it had only been two weeks. It was something I ragged on him about.

Fast forward to now. We have been together almost three years this September, living together almost one year in August, also getting married on our one year of living together; which is August fourteenth. I can say I have never been this happy. Never have I felt so loved, accepted and able to be myself. For the both of us, this is the best thing that has happened.

I always like the saying, “Everything happens for a reason.” I often think to myself where would I be in life right now if we never had met? I look back and think that I had to go throught what I did to meet him. All the those years of pain, hurt, days and nights I would cry and feel like giving up. It was worth it. I thank God for bringing us together. I want to tell anyone who reads this, never give up. It may be hard, seem impossible. You may feel like you will never find your person. Keep your chin up buttercup! Keep your heart open. Love will come and sweep you off your feet when you least expect it.