Saturday, May 18, 2013
I'm a big fan of how we met stories. I'm not sure how other writers work, but I need my cute meet before I can even begin typing. Proximity, routines, introductions, work, even simply the transformation of an existing relationship from casual to something a lot more meaningful.
So share yours with me. How did you come to be with your significant other? Did you meet through friends, on line, a simple random encounter where phone numbers were exchanged? Did you even like them at first or did they have to work to win you over? Who pursued who?
If you want, I'll start. My husband is two years older than me. He and my brother were in the same home room in eighth grade. Seated in alphabetical order, my husband was right behind my brother. One day, out of the blue, my brother showed him my sixth grade picture and said, "This is my little sister. Do you think she's cute?" He did.
We didn't actually meet until the fall of my sophomore year of high school. I was out with friends and he saw me walking down the sidewalk as they drove by. He and his friends made numerous loops just so he could keep watching me. He was enthralled by my long hair. When I walked into a Burger King with my friends, they pulled into the parking lot and came inside to talk to me. He was at my locker the next day and became a really good friend, though I already had a boyfriend who could have driven him into the ground like a spike if he even suspected anything was going on.
It wasn't until the end of the school year and graduation was fast approaching that I finally broke up with my boyfriend and dropped a big hint on my now husband. I said I hoped we'd still see each other over the summer before he went away to college. He was at my house the next morning. Early. Wearing shorts. He had very nice legs. We officially paired up.
Only then did he finally tell me about my sixth grade picture. He described my Farrrah Fawcett hair to me! I was blown away. He wasn't anywhere on my radar, but I'd been on his for a long time. We married two months after I graduated from high school. Yeah, we knew the statistics. Even my own grandmother said aloud that we had no business getting married so young. But we beat the odds, raised three boys, and are happier than ever.
There, that's my story. Tell me yours.
- Tara Mills
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