I am always so interested in how couples meet and end up spending the rest of their lives together. Most of it is from my genuine curiosity of people's stories. Some of it comes from fear. What am I afraid of you ask? I fear that I will miss my chance at meeting the man of my life just because he shows up in an unexpected way or place. So, I reassure myself my inquiring and listening to other peoples budding romance stories.Last night, I asked Julie how she and Tommy met.
As she shares her story, Abby and Allison get to thinking... here's the plan:
If I get married in the next 2 years, Allison will be my flower girl. We pinky swore on it. Six year olds don't forget that sort of thing. As for Abby, she just wanted to be invited. I told her I would have to look into it a bit and get back to her. I was kidding of course and mentally secured her a spot near the head table.
As I am writing this, Tom and I are talking along the lines of dating and finding your life partner. He told me that before he met Julie, he was always looking over the fence for greener pastures or wondering what was in the next pond over. When he started dating her, those thoughts ceased to cross his mind because he had found everything that he was looking for.
This got me to thinking. Is getting married more about when than who? Maybe there is just a certain time in a person's life when they are ready to share their life with another person. Like that there is a biological clock within us, the bells sound and subconsciously we know its time. Not that we settle for just anyone at that point, we still have standards and know what we are looking for. Besides, I don't believe there is just one person out there for me or anyone else. We can be compatible with many people. Who we chose determines our reality and way we journey through life.
I didn't know that I was going to get free wedding counseling and planning services when I signed up for this nannying gig! I can't hear the bells yet... and I am very alright with that.

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